The maid did not dare to face Lu Yan. This man was 1.9 meters tall and his aura was simply too overpowering. Anyone who stood there would naturally feel pressured and suffocated. The maid stuttered, "Miss An'an said… said…"
Lu Yan stared at the maid and immediately headed into An'an's room.
…
In the room.
An'an was on the bed, covered in the white silk quilt. Her silky black hair was scattered all over the pillow, revealing her tiny face.
An'an was born beautiful. Although she had not reached 18 yet, her youthful facial features were extremely stunning, she had only gotten more and more beautiful. As her personality was cold and she was autistic, she had no friends in school. Behind private whispers, everyone called her the ice beauty.
No one had seen her smile before.
She looked as if she did not know how to smile.
