Invisible tension built up in the private room.
Ye Qing was a bit surprised when he entered and saw a host of beautiful high school girls in a room with one young male student, but no particular expressions occupied his mind.
The girls looked at one another, guessing Ye Qing's identity, while Brother Zhou looked over with a faint smile on his face, though that was as polite as he was willing to be.
"Grab a seat, the food should arrive shortly," Yu Lansi hopped into the room and found a seat for herself, not at all perceptive of the ambiguous atmosphere that suffused the room.
As a young woman pursuing a business career in the economic field, Zi Rumeng was quite perceptive to the changes in expressions and body language, and she was suddenly put off on the spot.
Ye Qing wasn't that adept in body language, but he could conjure an educated guess about whatever thoughts circulated in the minds of these students.