The plane landed, and the woman stepped out of the cabin, adjusting the sunglasses perched on her nose. Beneath the dark lenses, her eyes inadvertently revealed an intense coldness.

A servant who had been waiting for a long time approached, bowed, and said, "Miss... you're back... the house is ready..."

"Where is he now?" The woman interrupted directly, her tone laced with a hint of anger.

The servant hesitated for a moment, bowing even lower and lowering his voice, "Miss... the master just sent a message, hoping you won't disturb Mr. Yan..."