"Mr. Lin, may I ask what brings you here?" An Shiyu swallowed, carefully gauging my expression.
I looked down at An Shiyu with a chill in my eyes that nearly froze him into an ice block, "If I hadn't come, how would I have known how imposing Mr. An could be?"
I turned and sat on the sofa, giving An Shiyu a rare cold face. After all, I am someone who prefers harmony, but since An Shiyu dared to scheme against me so blatantly, he should be ready for my fury.
An Shiyu, trembling, poured me a cup of water and reverently brought it before me. His demeanor was reminiscent of a paper tiger—a facade with no substance within.
I looked at the water in front of me without making a move. Without my permission, An Shiyu didn't dare to sit down and could only awkwardly stand by my side.
After a long moment, I chuckled softly, "I came today to see how Mr. An's work is going. If it's too much, I could arrange for someone else to assist you."
