For a moment, Yan Jingchu's eyes were completely filled with an overwhelming and inerasable fear.
This fear seemed to penetrate deep into the marrow, deep into the blood, making it impossible to erase.
"Miss Yan, long time no see, how have you been recently?"
Ye Xunhuan spoke casually as he approached Yan Jingchu, quickly arriving beside her and placing his hand directly on her shoulder: "What's the matter, Miss Yan, are you very excited to see me?"
At this moment, Yan Jingchu felt as if she was facing a bloodthirsty beast. Her delicate body trembled uncontrollably, and her complexion turned pale.
"Mas... Master!" Yan Jingchu's voice was filled with an unmistakable tremor.
The white rose beside her was completely dumbfounded upon hearing Yan Jingchu call Ye Xunhuan master.
What... what is going on here, why is Yan Jingchu calling Ye Xunhuan master?
You must know that Ye Xunhuan killed Yan Jingchu's father and grandfather, and also crippled her brother!
