His tone softened, and Yun Qiluo immediately felt even more aggrieved and justified.
She glared at him fiercely, and spat out two words: "None!"
With that, she ignored him and turned to leave with the towel to find Wang Ma.
Wang Ma was always kind, never bullied her !
In the living room, a bunch of people were waiting for Yan Yan and Yun Qiluo to come out.
Although they appeared to be sitting solemnly, all their senses were unconsciously focused on the movements coming from the dressing room.
And then the first to come out was Yun Qiluo.
Moreover, she was in a huff, coming straight out from inside.
Everyone initially wanted to call out "Little Sister-in-law," but remembering Yan Yan’s aura earlier made them wisely shut their mouths.
Just watching Yun Qiluo’s back, the troublemakers simultaneously had the same thought in their minds:
Is Little Sister-in-law angry?
The two went into the dressing room together just now, and now that she’s out with that look, does it mean...
Someone actually dared to show a temper to that freak Yan Yan??
Amidst his fury, she threw a tantrum at him and walked out alive, and even nonchalantly went to find a servant to dry her hair???
The troublemakers almost jumped off the sofa in their shock at Yun Qiluo and their endless gossiping curiosity.
They initially saw Yun Qiluo, so petite and fair, looking so delicate, being carried into the dressing room by Yan Yan, and thought a tragedy might ensue, yet unexpectedly... she was the first to come out.
So here’s the question, how did such a small Little Sister-in-law so effortlessly escape from Yan Yan’s clutches?
The troublemakers couldn’t help but let their imaginations run wild.
Not long after, Yan Yan also came out.
His clothes were tidy, his posture lazy, and he naturally exuded an air of superiority, just like usual.
Only his face remained gloomy, with a pair of narrow eyes filled with darkness and depth.
As if someone owed him billions of US Dollars.
Seeing him, the gossip spirits of the troublemakers ignited fervently.
But in fear of his overwhelming aura, nobody dared to move.
Yan Yan saw this group of idle friends, and his face grew even darker.
After a while, it was Fan Xinglan, who was on good terms with him, who bravely took the lead: "Yan, um... where’s Little Sister-in-law?"
"Why didn’t you bring her over too?"
The other few whispered in agreement.
Yan Yan sat aristocratically on the sofa, naturally placing his legs elegantly on the coffee table.
He lazily asked, "Do you have any other business?"
Fan Xinglan and the others were taken aback by the question, and instinctively startled by his gaze.
"N-no, nothing else..."
Besides visiting Yun Qiluo, there really was nothing else.
Yan Yan turned to Fan Xinglan and said, "Leave your contract, and I’ll have someone send it to you tonight after I review it."
Fan Xinglan nodded instinctively, turned around, fished out the folder from his bag, and placed it on the table in front.
Yan Yan glanced coolly at them again and asked, "Where are the gifts I asked you to bring?"
They were all used to being bossed around by him.
At his words, like elementary school students, they instinctively lined up, taking turns to place the gifts they brought, big and small, on the table in an orderly manner.
What couldn’t fit on the table was placed beside the sofa.
Even though the villa’s living room sofa was quite large, it didn’t take long before it was piled high with these colorful gifts.