Translation:
Kuang Yu saw the man who came to the door was one with an intimidating presence and couldn't help being slightly stunned. He hadn't gone to the wrong door, had he? Why was it a man who answered the door?
Especially under the cold gaze of this man, he felt an immense pressure.
Ru Jiao, who shared his sentiment, found the man not only to possess an overpowering aura but also a piercing gaze. Just one look was enough to make one's hair stand on end, and she involuntarily took a step back.
Being a man, Kuang Yu, of course, couldn't step back, so he spoke up, "Hello, we're looking for Miss Tang Anzhi. Does she live here?"
This man must have some connection to President Tang; they had double-checked this room number.
Huangfu Zheng glanced at the man, found him ugly, a head shorter than himself, and disabled, and thus relegated him to a status that couldn't be safer.
As for the other, being a woman, he didn't even bother to take another look, and he turned around.
