Early next morning the group of stood at hall half eyes closed. Wen Huan excitedly distrusted their breakfast and hopped around the living room.
"Come on, You all are big shots in front of world. How can you be like this in private. Wait I'll take a picture of everyone, haha it's worth it!"
Song Han looked at Wen Huan disdainfully. "Tch, this is the cold prince of industry. Everyone should come and see this."
Wen Haun who looking at the pictures with a silly smile immediately changed his demeanor.
"You got some issue over there?"
Song Han looked at the straight Wen Huan's cold aura, as if any wrong word will lead him to despair at any moment.
Song Han heart shook for a second before he regained his calm.
"I am just saying that I want to sleep a bit more. We all are exhausted."
"Those who sleeps would lose. You got five minutes to finish your breakfast and get changed." Wen Huan lips lifted up in a cold smile.
