At seven in the evening, Jiang Chuan personally knocked on Yan Xiaye's door.
"Miss Yan, dinner at home will begin in half an hour. Incidentally, someone has delivered a few interesting gifts. Would you like to come along and take a look ahead of time?"
With his refined and cultured tone, the white door opened in front of him.
Yan Xiaye peeked out, poking her little head through. Her eyes lifted to see the fierce face opposite her, belonging to Qin Jingyi, a sharp-featured pretty boy with a menacing aura.
He was still lying in wait for her here? This bastard really had nothing better to do?
The good mood brought on by a restful nap evaporated. She couldn't very well invite Jiang Chuan inside with Qin Jingyi looming nearby.
Helplessly, she closed the door with an apologetic expression, took ten minutes to change into a fresh outfit, and cheerily reappeared in front of Jiang Chuan.
"Sorry to keep you waiting. Shall we go?"
