At 4:00 PM, the weekly meeting ended.
Chen Yansen returned to his office and casually grabbed a bottle of cold brew tea from the fridge. He then plopped down, propped his feet up on the desk, and leisurely took out his phone.
He opened WeChat, and a string of unread messages popped up.
A message from Wang Zihao: "Brother Sen, Luzhou is so damn hot! I brought Ziyan to register at her school today. Ke University is way better than Xuyuan. Just look at how grand this main gate is!"
He had attached a photo. In the corner was a young woman in a dress, her hair in a ponytail, with her back to the camera.
Chen Yansen recognized her at a glance. It was Prince Ziyuan.
"What about Uncle Wang and Aunt Wen?" Chen Yansen asked.
"They're both here. We just finished registering and are about to head to the girls' dorms," Wang Zihao replied instantly.
Chen Yansen didn't ask any more questions. He just sent a sticker in reply, then opened his chat with Ma Wenteng.
