The man was handsome, bearing strong resemblance to Lu Xiu with his features.
However, his demeanor was quite different.
He leaned casually on the couch, eyes shut, ignoring the girl even as she approached him.
"Miss An," the assistant smiled gently, "Our boss is resting his eyes. Please wait a moment."
An Yeran: "..."
An Yeran: "Oh."
Unfazed by the man's display of arrogance, An Yeran gave him a fleeting glance, then turned to leave.
"An...Miss An?" The assistant didn't expect her to simply walk away, but before he could stop her, Chu Ye had already opened his eyes.
"Miss An." The man's voice was deep and compelling, filled with mature masculinity.
An Yeran turned her head. "Finished resting?"
A note of derision laced her words.
Chu Ye noticed it and his dislike for the girl deepened.
"Miss An, please sit." The assistant guided An Yeran back to her seat.
Chu Ye chuckled. "Quite the temper."
An Yeran replied: "Thank you."