Nian Junting smiled at him and said, "Mr. Yi, everybody has given their congratulations to me. Aren't you gonna congratulate me?"
Yi Jingxi raised his pretty but expressionless face and looked at Nian Junting. He was handsome and high-spirited. His black, bright eyes seemed to contain a slight trace of defiance.
Luosang, who sat beside Nian Junting, didn't even glance at Yi Jingxi. She had been quietly picking at vegetables. Yi Jingxi could only see her profile.
Suddenly, he couldn't hear anything but the buzzing noise in his head.
In a daze, he heard someone calling him. "Jing, Jing, wait for me." That voice seemed to come from a long distance away.
"Mr. Yi, Mr. Nian is talking to you." Seeing his absent-minded look, the shareholder beside him spoke to him.
Yi Jingxi was suddenly woken up.
He abruptly stood up. His thigh bumped into the table, as he'd stood up too quickly.
