“What do you want to drink?” Gu Yan asked Mo Yichen who was still adjusting his tie.

“Whatever you want.” Mo Yichen said.

“Well, a cup of latte! Thank you.” Gu Yan said to the waiter.

“President Mo seems quite happy today. May I ask why?” Gu Yan asked curiously because Mo Yichen always kept a poker face before. But now, he was smiling as if he won a victory in some competition.

Although Mo Yichen’s smile was a little ...