When Yang Lin was feeling all jumbled inside, Chen Feng noticed something was off.
"What's wrong with you? Are we going?"
Going? Where to?
Seeing Chen Feng's confused face, Yang Lin couldn't help but feel frustrated.
How did I end up with such a clueless partner? He's about to be sold and doesn't even realize it, yet he's still talking about leaving. Am I supposed to hurry up and count the money for them? Really, how can someone be so foolish?
For no reason, Yang Lin almost despised Chen Feng; he was such a blockhead. She was incredibly annoyed but didn't know how to vent her frustration.
Should I explain it to Chen Feng?
But then, turning to look at Chen Feng, who exuded an air of pure, unadulterated foolishness, Yang Lin took a deep breath, hardened her face, and completely gave up.
Just then, Chu Tian had already strode quickly towards the studio's entrance, with several vaguely familiar people standing nearby.
"President Chu, are we setting off now?"
