She never said she liked the way Bo Yanching lit his cigarette, but after a couple of extra glances, her steps slowed just a bit, happening to see Hanks whisper something to Selina, who then stood up.
Nan Jiaojiao couldn't obstruct the path, so she took a turn and left.
"Does President Bo have any advice?"
Bo Yanching inhaled a puff of smoke, narrowed his eyes, and looked towards Yan Chenyi who had asked with a smile, "No."
Yan Chenyi's smile stiffened for a second but then recovered, asking, "Is the food to President Bo's liking?"
"Not bad."
Bo Yanching leaned back in his chair, with a cigarette sandwiched between his fingers, and asked in a casual tone, "Do you have roast lamb?"
Yan Chenyi: "Yes, yes, we do, I'll arrange it for President Bo shortly."
Bo Yanching: "Bring it to my room later, half will suffice."
Yan Chenyi almost gave himself away, "Alright."
