The middle-aged man with a slight balding spot saw Yan Zao and greeted her with a beaming smile, "Mrs. Lan is here too."
The smile lacked any real sincerity, just a bureaucratic air.
Yan Zao eyed the middle-aged man approaching her and thought if her guess was correct, this must be the dean of discipline. She too curved her lips politely and nodded her head slightly.
Her gaze unintentionally flicked to the tallest man in the room, then quickly shifted away.
She then stepped through the door.
"Yan Zao."
Lan Mu seemed genuinely surprised and delighted that Yan Zao had returned, his long legs moving forward as if to greet her, but upon seeing Yan Zao's cold face, he hesitated.
Yan Zao walked up to Yan Yuanjing and scolded him, "How many people does it take to clean up the mess you've made?"
Others might not know, but Lan Mu was aware that Yan Zao hadn't expected him to be there and didn't want him dealing with her brother's issues.
Does she dislike him that much?
