"The Empress's sister?" Evan Xiao stared at Chloe Zhu, his voice cold and heavy, each word like a hammer pounding right into her heart. "Chloe...Zhu?"
Chloe Zhu just wished she could crawl into a hole and disappear.
Why on earth is he here?
He’s not even royal family, so what’s he doing here?
Uh-oh... This is bad...
She lifted her watery, red eyes—thanks to choking on water—and looked at Evan Xiao, coughing softly and blinking furiously.
Evan Xiao stared at her for three seconds, then turned away coldly and bowed to the Empress Dowager. "I was late because I was preparing a birthday gift for Her Majesty. Please forgive me."
"Oh?" The Empress Dowager smiled. "And what birthday present have you brought? I’m quite curious."
Evan Xiao clapped his hands, and two soldiers walked in from outside, each carrying a tray.
Each tray was covered with a red cloth.