It was not until Qiao Anhao drew closer did she see that he was holding a cigarette in one hand and something that looked like a pen in his other hand. His eyes stared directly at it. Who knew what he was thinking about...
Qiao Anhao bit her bottom lip, walking a little closer to where Lu Jinnian stood.
Lu Jinnian, who was stuck in a daze all this time, suddenly felt that someone was coming closer to him. He quickly turned his head and swept his cold eyes over Qiao Anhao. He hurriedly shoved the pen back into his trouser pocket and asked in a frosty voice, "Who let you in?"
A long time had passed since Lu Jinnian last spoke to Qiao Anhao in such a deathly cold tone.
Qiao Anhao didn't quite know how to react, trembling a little. She timidly looked over at him to see that he wore a frighteningly intense look on his face. To her own disappointment, she started to get nervous and scared again.
