Ran Xueyi stepped off the snowmobile and took her hand back, which the man had gripped tightly. But when she furrowed her brows, he quickly let go, as if nothing happened.
Taking her first step into the mansion, Ran Xueyi noticed several servants and maids lined up on each side of the entrance. Each wore their uniforms meticulously and without a strand of hair misplaced. And their heads hang low.
"Welcome back, Master."
Their voices rang simultaneously.
The man who stood close to Ran Xueyi finally got rid of his mask.
Gone was the gentle-looking man. What stood in front of her was the same youth that carried a dangerous and mischievous presence she remembered several years ago.
Evgenia turned around and smiled at her. "Sorry if I surprised you. But I couldn't wait and had to use a disguise to see you."
"We finally met again."
He thrust one hand out for her to shake.
However, Ran Xueyi had no desire to take it.
