After she finished ordering, she looked in an Yan's direction.
An Yan was talking on the phone outside the glass door. From her angle, she could see that his cold face was gentle. Even his voice was soft and gentle.
Xiao Yezi raised her eyebrows. Who was he talking to on the phone?
An Yan seemed to have noticed that Xiao Yezi was looking at her. He did not avoid her gaze and smiled at her. However, his eyes seemed to be burning with passion.
Xiao Yezi suddenly had a feeling that he must have mentioned her to the person on the phone.
A moment later, an Yan hung up the phone and came in.
When he came back, he took off his black suit jacket and put on a clean white shirt. However, he didn't look like a young man in this way. He was tall and strong, and his arms were strong and strong. He looked clean, handsome, and elegant.
At this moment, he pinched the space between his eyebrows, looking a little helpless and tired.
