He stood up from his chair and walked toward the door.
Yanan, her back to the dining room door, turned around subconsciously when she heard his voice.
Outside the dining room, an elegant lady escorted by a bodyguard stepped into the restaurant.
She wore a loose dark hemp shirt paired with white striped pants, stylish yet simple, making her appear much younger.
She held a white leather handbag in her hand, and black sunglasses obscured most of her face, making it difficult to discern her expression.
She looked to be just over thirty.
When she entered the restaurant, she haughtily scanned the surroundings before extending her hand to remove her sunglasses and handed them to the bodyguard by her side.
Revealing her finely shaped almond eyes.
The aura of nobility exuding from her made one involuntarily hold their breath.
"Mom, you're late."
Mo Xiyan stepped forward and gave the woman a hug, affectionately complaining.
The woman paused, then sharply slapped him on the head.
