Anhao's instinct told her that this seat shouldn't be hers. It should be a seat that the other persons-in-charge of the organizers had specially reserved for someone else.
After all, the seat next to Zuo Hancheng was not for just anyone. Of course, it was not reserved for her. She could understand these gazes.
Just as she was thinking about it, the door of the private room opened. Bai Weiwei walked in while chatting gently with the person behind her. Anhao's heart skipped a beat. In order to avoid the awkwardness of being chased away later, she immediately stood up.
Suddenly, Zuo Hancheng placed his hand on the back of the chair behind her.
When Bai Weiwei looked in that direction, the gentle smile in her eyes was replaced by a moment of surprise. However, she was well-mannered and when she saw that Anhao was unable to stand up due to Zuo Hancheng's sudden action, she smiled politely at Anhao.
