"The date's set, President Lu won't care about these trivial matters, so we won't send you an invitation."
Lu Chenyuan's expression was wooden and cold, "If you need help with anything, you can come to me."
Lin Yan pulled out her phone, smiling, "Mr. Lu, there's no need for pleasantries between us. I've been on your blacklist for five years, and contacting you has been rather difficult; I'd rather not do such an annoying thing."
Without another word, Lin Yan left the noodle shop. The night was clear, with a moonlit sky scattered with stars. It was already past eleven at night, and the food stalls on the snack street were still full of people.
"Miss Lin, President Lu has instructed us to escort you home," three black-clad bodyguards followed behind Lin Yan.
Lin Yan glanced back, her gaze captivating, and the three professionally trained bodyguards were simultaneously spellbound.
"Tell President Lu it's not necessary."