Wen Suihan had already changed back into his own clothes, a gray-blue shirt paired with well-tailored trousers.
His collar wasn't fastened with a tie but was slightly open, making him seem less aggressive than usual.
He held a cup of coffee, but only sniffed it as if to rouse himself without actually drinking.
He set the coffee down only when Yu Ya was brought in, then moved to the sofa and sat down, crossing his legs.
His body naturally leaned into the sofa, arm resting across the back, with a hint of disdain in his peripheral vision as he glanced at Yu Ya walking in.
Yu Ya's steps were hesitant; she was somewhat afraid of Wen Suihan.
Yu Ya had grown up in the Wen Family since she was little, with a sensitive personality and a keen eye for people.
But she could never see through Wen Suihan.
It was precisely this mystery about Wen Suihan that intrigued her, prompting her to explore.
