Rong Yan, having received his assurance, made an OK gesture and quietly blended into the crowd. She found a corner, turned her back to the crowd, and began selecting some small pastries and juices.
Li Shengxiao stood in place, staring at her slender figure for a full two minutes. It was only after being prompted by a staff member that he retracted his gaze, his expression reverting to the cold aloofness that kept others at bay, "Let's go."
"Yes."
He had barely walked away when Rong Yan selected her juice and a small egg tart, found an absolutely inconspicuous corner to lean on, and began to rest her ankles while observing the various people mingling and toasting at the venue.
Because the dinner held high prestige, it was chosen to be in Lin City's only seven-star hotel, where all the juices provided were freshly squeezed.