Having risen to freshen up, she opened the wardrobe, looking for an outfit that suited her.
As it turned out, everything in the wardrobe was her size!
There had been nothing before she went to bed, and now it was bursting at the seams.
An Yan chose a blue sweater, matched with a pair of white wide-leg pants, and casually tied up her hair with a rubber band before taking the elevator down to the second basement floor.
Unlike the floor where she was staying, the middle of the second basement floor featured a massive conference room with several small rooms sectioned off around it.
At the moment, the conference room was filled with Li Tianyao's people.
Lu Feng, Lin Ling, Luolie, Wen Ya, Wen Ge, and nearly thirty other members.
Unified in their dress, each person bore the Li Family's crest on their chest.
A formidable sea of black, exuding an overwhelming presence.
Seeing her approach, Li Tianyao habitually reached out his hand to her and pulled up a chair next to his own.
