After returning to the villa, Yun Aotian went straight into the bathroom and kept washing his face with cold water that could not hide the pain.
From the moment she appeared, his composure was slowly fading. Haven't he been focusing on his career for the past two years? Why would his mood be disturbed by the appearance of a hateful person like that?
After turning off the faucet of the wash basin, Yun Aotian looked up at himself in the mirror...
"Crash!" He punched the large smooth mirror to pieces...
The blood stains spread along the mirror and dripped into the pool, which was so dazzling...
He reached into his pocket and fumbled for his handkerchief. A box was taken out of his pocket and dropped to the ground.
I looked down and saw the box of burn ointment...
The stinging feeling in his heart reappeared, and he frowned. Yun Aotian crushed the box of burn ointment with his foot and left the bathroom angrily...
In the bright and dark yellow study room, Yun Aotian stood in front of the bright floor-to-ceiling window with a glass of red wine in his hand. At this moment, his eyes were filled with an unfathomable light...
The study door opened slowly, and Butler Li walked in: "Young Master..."
After taking a sip of red wine in his glass, Yun Aotian turned and looked at Butler Li: "Butler Li, I'll give you a few months' leave. You can go back to your hometown and rest!"
Suddenly, Butler Li raised his head with eyes full of disbelief: "Master, what do you mean by this?"
"What do you mean?" He put down the red wine glass in his hand and sat on the office chair, with a sharp light in his eyes: "Do you still remember what I reminded you before?"
"Remember."
"You wanted to murder Miss Han today, and yesterday I asked you to send food to Miss Han, but you actually sent moldy food? Huh?" Cold and trembling words came from the lips to question Butler Li in front of him.