The man that appeared at the door had the look of an elite, his silhouette seemed to be shrouded in a layer of black storm. He watched her expressionlessly, the air around him freezing layer by layer, creating a sense of oppression that made it hard to breathe.
Wei Anning sensed a terrifying atmosphere emanating from the newcomer, and instinctively tightened her grip on the water glass. The joy that had just risen in her heart was replaced by unease.
He didn't move, leaning against the chair back and gazing at her from a distance. His eyes were deep and calm, as if he were sizing up a completely unknown stranger.
Wei Anning had never expected that after giving her the cold shoulder for three days, Leng Youchen's reappearance would be with such a sinister expression, as if ready to devour someone, "Leng Youchen..."
"Out!" the man interrupted her, his cold gaze directing the nurse, the command clearly meant for the nurse.
