"Young Master Han!" A service staff recognized Yu Yuehan and immediately greeted him respectfully.
The two of them who were nearby heard that call instantly.
Nian Xiaomu lifted her head up abruptly. As she saw Yu Yuehan, who was so close at hand, her huge eyes blinked a few times—she seemed to be doubting her vision.
The next second, Yu Yuehan was already by her side.
As he unbuttoned his coat with his tall and royal figure, he pulled a chair out and sat down in the seat beside her.
Raising his eyebrows, the corner of his mouth curved into an arc—it was a smile, yet at the same time, it wasn't a smile.
"Young Master Fan, shouldn't you ask me about how I feel before you try to poach my people away?"
The surrounding atmosphere changed instantly the moment Yu Yuehan appeared.
The sunny and bright weather from a moment ago seemed to have been covered with dark clouds in just a second.
An aura of frostiness exuded from within.
