Lin Yan's Studio.
Lin Yan emerged from the absolutely quiet creative room, and the two assistants waiting outside quickly put down their phones and approached upon hearing the sound.
"Brother Yan is out, what do you want for dinner?"
Lin Yan glanced at the large swathes of sunset outside the window, only then realizing he'd been in the creative room for most of the day and that it was already evening.
Thinking of the drama he chased last night, where the girl changed from military attire to a red dress, he blurted out, "Let's have fish, steamed is fine."
The assistant was momentarily stunned, then quickly nodded, picked up the phone to start searching for a restaurant to order takeout.
Another assistant brought over a steaming cup of coffee, "Brother Yan, I just brewed the coffee."
Lin Yan accepted it and sat on the sofa, taking a sip, only then noticing a simple and low-key large red gift box on the coffee table in front of him.
