Such words, for ordinary friends, are inevitably a bit too ambiguous.
Fortunately, Ji Liangchen was well aware of this, so he and Yan Xiaye communicated in their native language, which the servants couldn't understand.
Even so, Yan Xiaye anxiously glanced at the maid, until she confirmed that the maid's expression showed nothing unusual, she retracted her gaze with mixed feelings.
While waiting for dinner to be ready, Yan Xiaye pulled out her phone and persistently sent messages to Li Yuntang, hoping he would respond as soon as he saw them, and stop letting her worry so much.
Ji Liangchen watched coldly, not interfering with Yan Xiaye's actions, until the sound of footsteps approached from behind.
Thinking it might be someone from the Noel Family, Ji Liangchen turned to look, and was momentarily startled.
"Sir, we meet again."
After just a few hours, the magician, still dressed in that overly formal suit, greeted Ji Liangchen.
