As the words left her mouth, Wanzhi realized she might have been impulsive, but she didn't regret it.
Moreover, Mumu was still there; she couldn't just lay the matter of her leaving on the table for discussion.
Bao Yancheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled with downturned gaze, the frost on his face dissipating like smoke and clouds.
"No, just a business trip for a few days."
Wanzhi's gaze swept across the meeting room, only to see Ye Yazhou with an indescribable expression and Bao Yancheng, watching her with gentle eyes and brows.
It seemed that indeed she was the one who was impulsive.
"Cough," Wanzhi said somewhat awkwardly as she sat down on a sofa nearby, "Where's Mumu?"
Ye Yazhou's voice was dry as he asserted his presence: "He was hungry, colleagues from the racing team took him to get something to eat."
Bao Yancheng turned back to Ye Yazhou, his face stern but with an almost imperceptible smile in his eyes.