The door to the study clicked lightly and was then gently pulled open.
No one would dare to enter his room without permission.
Could it be a thief?!
Her heart tightened, she looked around and took a step back, hiding herself beside the wine shelf.
The books in the study slowly parted to create a small gap, and then, a figure appeared in the doorway.
Because the door was only half-open, she couldn't see his face, only the medium build of the person wearing a hotel service uniform.
Behind the door gap, Gan Yuan frowned.
This was the Presidential Suite; without the consent of the guest, a service worker would absolutely not rashly enter.
Who was this guy, and what did he want to do?
While she was still pondering, the other party had already pulled the door wide open and stepped out of it.
Just now, through the gap in the door, she hadn't been able to see clearly; now as the person turned his head to look around, she immediately recognized his face.