Leng Yan timidly followed behind Xu Jiayang, keeping his distance from Xia Weibao.
Seeing his scared-to-death demeanor, Her Majesty the Empress reflected seriously for a second.
Was she really that terrifying to have scared someone to this extent?
After reflecting, it seemed quite normal to her.
The conclusion she eventually reached was that Leng Yan was just too timid, otherwise, he wouldn't be playing the submissive role.
Considering his role as the submissive one, she decided not to hold it against him for treating her like a terrifying tiger.
She sat down on the sofa and elegantly sipped her coffee.
It was a stark contrast to the raging woman from moments before.
Leng Yan scratched his head, almost wondering if he had just woken up and seen things incorrectly.
Now she seemed so gentle.
Could it be that the coffee here had miraculous effects, able to change one's temperament?
"Is the coffee... good?" Leng Yan asked cautiously.
