Abelson looked at the person at the door, head down in their outfit, his voice immediately turning as cold as ice, "Get out of there, I don't need this kind of thing, is it dirty or not?"
Hearing these harsh words, which felt like a relief, Annie lifted her head.
When she saw the face of the person in front of her, Abelson's expression froze for a moment, his mind racing, and he quickly put on a smile, "Annie, what play are we putting on? It's so cold, come in quickly." After letting her in, he glanced down the hallway just as he closed the door.
Seeing the person standing in the room, looking helpless, he smiled and said, "Have a seat." As he spoke, he picked up a blanket and draped it over Annie, covering her distracting appearance.
Annie looked at his gentlemanly gesture in surprise
