Chapter 131

”Yan’er, why won’t you agree to my request?”

Ye Fan pressed his ear to the door and heard a strange man’s voice.

He frowned slightly, gently opened the door, tiptoed forward two steps, and leaned over the railing, where he could just see the scene below.

In the living room on the first floor, Aunt Sikong Yanran sat on the sofa with an icy expression.

Across from her sat a man in his thirties.

He was dressed head to toe in designer brands, and his every move exuded gentlemanly manners.

At this moment, the man was holding a black box…