Becoming a Director

Everyone in the room hurriedly stopped. The butler looked at Chu Xuan carefully. "Young Master, is there a problem?"

Chu Xuan's eagle-like gaze locked onto the woman standing by the door. He frowned and pointed. "That woman in white turned around."

Hearing Chu Xuan's words, the butler's eyes lit up. It seemed that Old Master's method was indeed useful. Didn't Chu Xuan's attention turn to someone else?

"The one in white, come here. Everyone else, get out."

As soon as the butler finished speaking, the others in the room walked out. Only the white-robed woman leaning against the door stood there.

"Why? Don't you understand human language? Young Master asked you to come over." The butler urged unhappily again.

At this moment, the woman in white slowly turned around.

Chu Xuan's gaze was fixed on her.

When the woman completely turned around, a hint of disappointment seemed to flash across Chu Xuan's eyes.