"Okay, okay, thank you, Mr. Han, thank you so much, Mr. Han!" Lin Chen said, pushing the computer in front of Han Jingnian.
Han Jingnian seemed not to have heard Lin Chen's words, his eyes still fixed on Xia Wan'an without blinking.
Xia Wan'an's heart raced inexplicably under his gaze. Just as she thought of finding an excuse to flee for a moment, Han Jingnian finally withdrew his gaze. He glanced at the computer on the desk and then reached out to tap on Lin Chen's desk.
Lin Chen looked up, puzzled, and met Han Jingnian's eyes.
Seeing Lin Chen firmly seated on the couch, Han Jingnian, without a word, lowered his eyelids and swept his gaze toward the couch Lin Chen was sitting on.
Catching Han Jingnian's look, Lin Chen hurriedly got up and vacated the spot: "Mr. Han, please have a seat."
Han Jingnian then, with unhurried grace, took the laptop and sat down beside Xia Wan'an, exuding elegance.