Beiming Han, imposingly tall, already exuded an oppressive air. When expressionless, he intimidated people with an aura of coldness, as if he had just stepped out from the Shura Territory.
The three shop assistants suddenly felt the temperature in the shop plummet, causing them to shiver involuntarily.
The two assistants anxiously let go of Gu Qingxin. Xiao Ya, seeing the man walking in, didn't know what came over her, and her eyes were inexplicably a little sour...
"Young Master..."
Beiming Han walked to her, looking down imperiously at Xiao Ya's wronged face, he touched her face with his large hand and asked disapprovingly, "What happened?"
"They falsely accused me of ruining their clothes, but it wasn't me, I didn't touch anything here." Gu Qingxin pursed her lips, breathing heavily after her previous run.
Beiming Han's eyes swept over Gu Qingxin's arm, which had been reddened by the two assistants' tight grips, especially striking against her fair skin.
