Just at this moment, he heard footsteps approaching.
Bo Yan hesitated for a second but did not step back.
This was the most secluded corner, and although that was the case, there were still quite a few people attending the banquet today, so there were some coming and going.
It couldn't be his driver, could it?
As he was thinking this, the footsteps drew nearer and not long after, the car door opened: "Young Master Yan."
When the driver entered, Bo Yan and Xia Siyu were already seated. Only, Xia Siyu was leaning against the car door, while Bo Yan—seemed to be sitting right in the middle, next to Xia Siyu.
"Sorry to have kept you waiting."
Kept waiting for what, Bo Yan slightly frowned, wished he had instructed the driver to come half an hour later. He grunted from his throat, sat up straight, maintaining a calm demeanor.
