In a white villa, Li Shaonan, who had disappeared for a long time, stood by the window with a gloomy expression. The servants walked past him, their movements gentle. No one dared to disturb him.
At this moment, the sound of teacups clinking could be heard in the originally quiet space.
When he heard the sound, the man in front of the window instantly frowned.
The servant holding the cup saw Li Shaonan frowning through the reflection of the glass window. She was so scared that she immediately knelt on the ground and shivered. Even so, she did not dare to make a sound to beg for mercy. Because she knew that if she made a sound again, she would only die faster.
Li Shaonan turned his head and looked coldly at the rough and clumsy servant girl. However, when he touched the servant girl’s eyes that were somewhat similar to Ruan Anran’s, he retracted the words that he wanted to say.
The maid thought that she did not have to die anymore, and life appeared in her eyes.