Wa Jiawu immediately stood up and looked at the door, which was pushed open by a slender and beautiful hand...
Following that, a tall man with long legs and a distinguished air walked in.
His light blue striped shirt was neatly ironed and shaped, his black dress pants without a single wrinkle. He wasn't wearing a tie, nor did he have any other accessories except for an exquisite diamond watch on his left wrist, simple yet discreetly elegant.
However, his deep-set eyes appeared somewhat indifferent at the moment, and his handsome face was expressionless.
Even so, Wa Jiawu was already excited to no end. She hurriedly stepped forward, flashing her most radiant and flirtatious smile, and cooed, "Young Master Yan, may I ask what you need me for?"
Yan Nansheng didn't speak. He lifted his left hand, looking at the photo in it, and then squinted those attractive peach-blossom eyes at her.
First at her hair, then her face, and further down...