Lu Jinghan walked into the living room with his hands in his pockets, his deep voice laced with anger: "Bring Lin Weiyang and Lin Dongyang here to me."
"Okay, Mr. Lu, please wait a moment."
The nanny was so frightened by Lu Jinghan's piercingly cold aura that she didn't dare to breathe deeply and quickly went upstairs to call them.
In the bedroom, Lin Weiyang, who had just finished bathing and was about to rest, heard that Lu Jinghan had arrived, and her sleepiness vanished instantly. She purposely selected a somewhat sexy nightgown from the closet, put on makeup, and then went downstairs.
"Jinghan, are you here to see me?"
Lin Weiyang sat down next to Lu Jinghan in a soft voice, her hand naturally slipping around his arm.
Lu Jinghan turned his head, his gaze eerie like a Rakshasa from Hell: "Remove your hand."
"Jinghan, can't you be a bit gentle with me?"
