With a son who encountered a car accident, a daughter who cried to no end, and a company that had been facing difficulties for two days straight, Yan Songnan had never felt so tired in his entire life.
He shook his head irritably, grabbed his clothes, then went out of the house and drove off.
Yan Songnan drove to a rather ordinary-looking residential area.
Two rings of the doorbell and the door swung open. He went in and hugged a young lady. "Your place is the only place I can feel at peace."
The young lady replied softly, "Take a seat. I'll pour you a glass of water."
Yan Songnan sat on the sofa. The young lady turned around and went to pour him some water. She took a bit of white powder from a little jar and placed it into the water, melting immediately upon contact. It was completely undetectable.
She carried the glass out and put on a warm, gentle smile.
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By the time Yan Qingsi reached home, Miss Mai was already there.
