An Xiran had expected to see Bai Haoxuan's arrogant face when she entered, but the reality was different.
He was a bit puzzled. Had he entered the wrong place?
There was no Bai Haoxuan, no two partners plotting to betray him. Instead, there was a strikingly handsome and enigmatic man who looked like a fairy.
"Are you An Xiran?" Shen Junqing leaned elegantly on the sofa, holding a glass of wine in his hand. His peach-blossom eyes carried a seductive smile.
"I am..." An Xiran nodded, feeling somewhat unsure. "And you are, sir?"
"I am the third brother recognized by Yanyan. She asked me to handle a little matter."
Shen Junqing set down the wine glass and picked up a stack of documents from the coffee table in front of him. "Consider this a small gift from me to Yanyan. Please accept it."
An Xiran: "???"
Where did Yanyan find another brother?
