Ye Anxin stared at the phone for a moment before returning it to her pants pocket.
Since speaking with Yan Qinghan on the phone, Ye Anxin had not left the villa all day and sat in the first-floor lobby awaiting his instructions.
The entire day, Ye Anxin hardly ate anything, her heart was entirely occupied with this matter! Her mind kept wandering back to the method Yan Qinghan had suggested!
Finally, after a day of torment, eight o'clock in the evening came at last. The butler walked in from outside, carrying a shopping bag.
The butler handed the shopping bag to Ye Anxin. "Madam, this is from Mr. Yan. He instructed it be delivered to you personally!"
Ye Anxin glanced at the clock on the wall—exactly eight! Her eyes brightened as she hurriedly took the shopping bag and opened it.
Inside the bag were two exquisitely wrapped boxes next to a sheet of paper. Ye Anxin took out the letter, and upon reading its contents, her face turned red with embarrassment.
