Bai Yiran sat in the back with Yao Zhiqing, because their status wasn't high enough. The seats up front were, of course, reserved for leaders and business moguls.
Bai Yiran didn't really mind where she sat. Her mind was filled with thoughts of Leng Yichen also being here. This man never played by the rules. Just like now, from the moment he walked in, he hadn't said a word to Bai Yiran, not even spared her a glance. He'd clearly wanted them to remarry not long ago, yet now acted like a stranger.
And it was precisely this behavior that made Bai Yiran uneasy, because she had no idea what he would do next.
Bai Qianyu wasn't satisfied with their current seating. She felt that if they moved any further back, they'd be out of the room. In such a position, forget about wealthy elites, there were hardly any men.
Indeed, the seats in the back were mostly occupied by women, and the men there were usually older. Except, of course, for Ming Kai.
