Yan Huan's eyelids fluttered open and any previous drowsiness had completely vanished.
She sat up and slipped into some clothes. Lately, she had been going over to the Ye family's place so frequently that she had lost count. She had gradually grown tired of running these trips to and fro, and this had made her a little more easily irked, especially by their words.
Once again, she was seated in the Ye family's living room. Yan Huan rose to her feet as Ye Chuji approached, but he could still clearly feel the repulse around Yan Huan, as well as a twinge of impatience.
He was a businessman, so he was naturally observant of a person's body language.
Of course, he also understood that anyone in her place would feel reluctant if they had to drop by every day, not to mention that Yan Huan was still a member of the Ye family, yet had never received any acts of kindness from them.
"Your grandfather wishes to see you."
Ye Chuji beamed at Yan Huan.
