"Do we have any hidden space in this room to hide? Guess that would be too farfetched an idea, haha," Chen Waan tried to be brave and look for a way out but there was only way in right now, if it existed. But her voice was giving away her nervousness. It was not that she was worried of people outside, she just did not want her actions or absence of them to have an impact on WhirlWind Entertainment.
Mo Yifan, who was still leisurely sitting on the sofa, smirked. This girl's brain did work in amusing ways.
"As a matter of fact one cramped space does exist here. This restaurant actually belongs to brother Zibo's uncle. He always has ways out. Come here," he waved his hand. Chen Waan obediently walked towards him.
