When the Filipino maid brought the man upstairs, Yan Yinuo had just stepped out of the bathroom.
Suddenly, she noticed a strange man in her room, and this serious-looking old man didn't seem like someone easy to deal with.
"Madam, good day." The old man nodded, his face devoid of any smile, appearing rather eerie.
"Who are you?" Yan Yinuo coldly observed this unwelcome old man.
"You don't need to ask that question. I'm here today to inform you of something."
Ignoring the fact that Yan Yinuo hadn't invited him to sit, the old man smugly settled himself into the single small sofa in the room, placing his hands on his knees.
Yan Yinuo's anger began to build. His words had made her extremely dissatisfied.
"Are you the mastermind behind all of this? Or one of Xu Zijin's men?"
"Madam, I must remind you—I'm very interested in the child you're carrying. I need you to give birth to him." The old man casually glanced at her, interrupting Yan Yinuo's words with arrogance and rudeness.
