Under the moonlight, the man's handsome face was extremely gloomy, making her chill all over.
"Ronian..."
She calmed herself down and gripped the eyebrow trimmer in her hand, ready to attack at any moment.
With a cold face, Ronian asked again, "It's late. What are you doing here instead of sleeping? Didn't I tell you to behave last time?"
"I... I can't sleep. I heard a noise coming from the top floor and came up to take a look. I was about to go back when you came."
She swallowed and changed the topic. She said, "Why are you in the old mansion? It's so late, and you're still in your military uniform..."
Ronian's expression did not change. "The bureau had a mission for me. I just finished. Tomorrow is your homecoming party, and it will be held here, so I came back to rest tonight."
"I see. Sorry for the trouble, Ronian," she lowered her head and said respectfully.