"Then how should I address you?"
"..."
Ruan Yan did not answer, giving a cold face instead.
The atmosphere gradually became silent under Ruan Yan's silence.
"Ruan, would you like a drink?"
Sun Xiang, who was carrying the bag, immediately took out a bottle of orange juice.
"No."
Ruan Yan interrupted directly before he could hand it over.
"Oh," Sun Xiang's mouth twitched slightly, and the faint smile on his face could not hold, as he put the drink back into the bag and then turned to Ruan Yan, "If there's nothing else, then we'll be off first."
Having said that, he turned around, eager to leave.
Xu Ke stood in place, not moving, looked over Ruan Yan, then started to move his feet.
However, Ruan Yan turned to the side, calling out to Sun Xiang ahead.
"Hey."
The simple interjection effortlessly stopped Sun Xiang in his tracks.
Sun Xiang turned around, puzzled, looking at Ruan Yan.
At the same time, Xu Ke, who was holding an umbrella, also looked back at Ruan Yan.
