Half an hour later, Lei Zijia finally entered the living room, holding Shen Xiaoman's hand. By that time, the sky had already dimmed…
In the luxurious living room of the Lei Family, an amethyst chandelier twinkled with a subdued, brilliant glow. A black silhouette was pacing restlessly through the hall, a cup of tea on the tabletop had gone cold, apparently untouched… Lei Zijia had guessed correctly; the visitor was indeed Long Yutian.
"Young Master Long graces us with his presence, a rare visitor indeed!"
Lei Zijia approached calmly to greet him, and Long Yutian turned abruptly, his dark, handsome face filled with anxious expression…
"Since the matter is urgent, I'll just cut to the chase. As long as you hand over Xia Yanxin, I will not pursue your responsibility!" Long Yutian's black eyes nearly burst with fiery rage, for he was besieged by worry for Xia Yanxin, now in a state of uncontrollable anxiety.
