If you look closely, you'll notice that Jimmy has a hint of European features, and his pupils aren't the color typical of Asians. Without a doubt, he's of mixed heritage.
Charming and witty, he easily attracts the attention of socialites at gatherings, exuding a strong aura of a business elite.
"Do you believe in fate?" Jimmy asked with a smile, revealing his white and neatly arranged teeth, directing his question at Luo Qiu.
Since Luo Qiu entered, Jimmy's gaze had been mostly on him. While he still looked at Song Ying with a blazing gaze, he clearly maintained a certain restraint and distance, avoiding any sense of abruptness or intimidation.
Luo Qiu, who was using the back of his Western knife to push peas on his plate and was just about to pick a few up with his fork, was intrigued by the topic.
Boss Luo naturally has a fondness for fate more than ordinary people.
He pondered for a moment and said, "Mr. Jimmy, how do you perceive fate?"
