In the office, the chilly atmosphere did not seem different from the usual.
However, he knitted his eyebrows at the subtle burnt smell that floated between his breath.
He removed the jacket of his suit and threw it aside conveniently onto the sofa meant for guests. After which, he strolled toward the lounge.
Before he even reached the lounge, he saw the assistant standing at the door with a confused look on his face. When the assistant spotted him, he opened his mouth and seemed to have something to say. He didn't manage to speak his thoughts, but the expressions on his face was amusing.
"What happened?" Yu Yuehan frowned and opened his thin lips.
The assistant wanted to answer him when Nian Xiaomu ran out of the kitchen with a spatula in hand.
When she saw Yu Yuehan, she smiled with squinted eyes.
"You are done with your meeting? Go and wash your hands first—the food will be ready soon!"