Gu Yan looked at Lucifer with a cold expression.
Lucifer reached out his hand and grabbed Gu Yan’s hand. He was wearing a white glove. Although it could block off sweat, it could not block off the heat.
Gu Yan’s eyes were filled with killing intent.
Lucifer’s lips curled up. Looking at Gu Yan who was trying to suppress his anger, his mood suddenly became better.
He seemed to have found a direction in this period of confusion.
He leaned close to Gu Yan’s ear and said softly, “I need to talk to my aunt. You can go over there and talk to Madam Frances. I will come back to find you later.”
After saying this, he stepped back and reached out his hand to gently tuck a strand of long hair behind Gu Yan’s ear.
The surrounding women were envious again, but Gu Yan gritted her teeth. She resisted herself and did not stab Lucifer.
Gu Yan turned around and went into the bathroom first. She tidied her hair and looked at herself in the mirror.
She had to hold it in! She had to hold it in!
