C851 You Really Made Me Sick

Lyu Siyuan was dressed as meticulously as ever, in a sharp suit with the top button of his shirt fastened tightly. His handsome, fair face was framed by a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. Tall and lean, he exuded an air of restraint. However, unlike before, his eyes beneath the lenses were a mix of coldness and anger as he stared at Ning Suyan, saying nothing but radiating an intimidating presence