Furthermore, he parted his lips and asked with a somewhat deep voice, "Who are you? How come you're here?"
Jian Anning was at a loss for words. This was Yu Zexiao's hotel room, after all! She was Yu Zexiao's assistant; where else would she be if not here? And who was this man who appeared out of nowhere?
She immediately countered, "Sir, this is our hotel room. If you do not leave and fail to clarify who you are, I will call the police!"
The man looked at her with some surprise and raised an eyebrow—this gesture gave her a very familiar sense of déjà vu, yet she couldn't remember who it reminded her of. He asked, "Your room?"
"If you don't leave now, I'll call the police!" she said, bending down to pick up her phone from the floor.
Just as she spoke, footsteps seemed to approach from behind the man, and a black-haired head peeked out, "Uncle Yu. Eh? Miss Jian, what are you doing here? Where is Zexiao?"
