Left alone in the meeting room, Feng Xiyan looked at the bright sky outside and muttered coldly, "The stage is set. The next step is inviting the actors."
While he planned his next move, in the command room, Bai Hanyun glanced at the time displayed on her phone screen. Seeing that it was almost twelve, she took three lunchboxes and said, "I'm going to send lunch for Feng Xiyan."
Leaving those words behind, she headed toward the meeting room next door.
When Bai Hanyun stepped into the meeting room, she found Feng Xiyan deep in thought. Seeing that he was so absorbed that he did not even notice her presence, Bai Hanyun approached him.
Placing the lunchboxes on the table, she softly called, "Feng Xiyan?"
Hearing her voice, Feng Xiyan came back to his senses. Looking up, he saw Bai Hanyun standing before him, worry clearly written in her eyes.
"Yun'er, when did you arrive?" he asked with a gentle smile.
