At the sa ti, Sun Yan had worked through the night, hadn’t even had ti for breakfast, and drove straight to Susan’s place.
Susan lived in an upscale neighborhood, where the layout and environnt were exceptionally elegant, with a delicate little Western-style building every three hundred ters.
The security guards in the neighborhood spotted a luxury car from a distance, and as soon as they saw the license plate number when it approached, they imdiately opened the tightly closed gates to let it through.
Such an expensive luxury car was seldom seen, and after it had been in and out of there twice, the guards had firmly morized it.
Moreover, they had morized the several numbers on the license plate especially well.
Sun Yan drove into the neighborhood and stopped outside Susan’s little Western-style house.
He got out of the car, took out the electronic key, and placed it on the sensor above the front door, went inside, and then took out another key to unlock the living room door.
After changing his shoes in the entryway, he walked into the living room and imdiately saw Susan descending the stairs.
She had a facial mask on, and as she ca down the stairs, she was applying skincare cream to her body.
Yes, to her body!
Because, from bottom to top, she was only wearing underwear and a bra!
There was not a single piece of fabric covering the rest of her body.
Her figure was excellent, slim and tall, the most standard model physique.
Upon seeing her, Sun Yan froze in place, and it took about ten seconds before he abruptly turned around, his back facing Susan.
Susan saw him but didn’t react.
Only after she stepped off the last stair did she glance at Sun Yan, "What are you doing here?"
Hearing her question, Sun Yan didn’t respond but instead said, "Put on so clothes first before we talk."
"Aren’t you a man? Can’t even dare to look at this?"
Although Susan was displeased, she still turned and walked to the living room, took a robe off the clothes rack, and draped it over herself, tying the belt.
She sat down on the couch, peeled the facial mask off, tossed it into the trash can, and then said, "I’ve put on a robe, Mr. Sun. Can you co over and have a seat now?"
Sun Yan first turned his head to look at Susan, and seeing that she had put on clothes, he walked over and sat down on the couch opposite her.
Susan picked up the teapot from the coffee table, poured a glass of water, and pushed it in front of him, smiling, "Have a sip to moisten your throat before you explain."
She was smiling, but there was a hint of threat in her tone.
Her gaze seed to warn Sun Yan that if he couldn’t clarify why he brought another woman makeup remover, he should just turn around and leave the way he ca.
Having rushed over hastily, Sun Yan was indeed thirsty. He picked up the cup and drank the water down in one go, then poured himself another cup.
Just as he was about to drink, Susan stood up and halted his motion, grabbing the cup from his hand, set it down forcefully on the coffee table, and then questioned him, "Tell , who did you give the makeup remover to?"
"A maid."
Sun Yan answered honestly.
"Why did you give it to her?"
"Because the Young Madam didn’t want it," Sun Yan continued to answer.
Seeing his serious deanor, Susan got angry: "Miss Shen didn’t want it, don’t you know to just throw it away? You actually used a bottle of makeup remover to hit on a girl!"
"I didn’t hit on her."
"You didn’t hit on her, so she looked at you with such tender, affectionate eyes?"
"I really didn’t hit on her."
"Then why is she acting so shy?"
"Maybe she hasn’t seen many n."
"Sun Yan!"
Susan’s chest heaved with anger, clearly incensed by him.
Seeing her reaction, Sun Yan hurriedly said, "Don’t be angry, from now on, I just won’t give makeup remover to other won, that’s all..."
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