In the corner resting area, Yan Yan and Chen Yuchen sat facing each other.
Chen Yuchen took a graceful sip of the champagne handed to him.
He said with a smile, "Collaborating with you is quite reassuring; Mr. Yan truly lives up to his reputation."
Yan Yan lazily opened his mouth, "How's your preparation going?"
"Almost there," Chen Yuchen mentioned this with a slight chill in his eyes, sneering, "He can't control me forever."
Yan Yan wasn't interested in her affairs, and didn't ask further, instead, his gaze fell on Yun Qiluo not far away.
Seeing her sitting alone like an abandoned kitten, staring hopefully at him.
When she saw him looking over, she quickly averted her gaze.
He couldn't help but find it amusing.
It wasn't the first time he'd glanced that way.
During their earlier conversation, he felt a little distracted.
Chen Yuchen had already noticed this. Now that they had finished discussing business, she relaxed.
