Her voice was very calm, and there was no change in her facial expression as she spoke.
Yu Siting couldn't even detect a hint of hatred for him in her eyes.
But it was precisely her lack of any resentful demeanor that made Yu Siting feel as if he had plunged into an ice pit.
"Yan Xi..."
His voice was extremely hoarse, as if his throat were clogged with a lump of air.
"It's getting late, President Yu should head back and rest earlier," Yan Xi said, and casually closed the living room door behind her.
Yu Siting stood at the doorstep, staring at the firmly shut door, feeling his breathing becoming somewhat constricted.
He tugged at his tie, trying to alleviate the sensation, but it had no effect.
Gu Senye saw Yu Siting's car arrive at the Yan Family's doorstep and stepped out of his vehicle.
He had been waiting at the Yan Family's entrance for a long time, hoping Yan Ruyu would agree to see him.
The Yan Family's security personnel didn't dare to let him in either.