"She's gone?" Song Yuncheng asked in a low voice.
"Yeah. Want something to drink?" Chen Yansen replied casually.
When Song Yuncheng said "she," she meant Meng Jie. But when Chen Yansen replied, he was thinking of Ye Qiuping.
"I don't want anything." Song Yuncheng shook her head. She hated this feeling of sharing Chen Yansen with other women, as if she were on a roster.
Little did she know, someone else had just cut in line.
"Come for a walk with me."
Chen Yansen stood up, slid open the glass door, and strode toward the company store across the way.
Seeing this, Song Yuncheng quickly hurried after him.
Before they got close, they saw a young man with bleached-blond hair sitting on a small stool. An Orange C3S was propped up in front of him, its screen showing a live-stream interface with the camera pointed at the massive, teeming crowd in line.
He was clearly live-streaming the grand spectacle of the first day of Orange's offline product launch.
