C889 Dreamland

"How many days?" Yao Ziyue fixed her gaze into Lo Chuan's eyes, skepticism creeping into her tone.

She was growing doubtful of Lo Chuan's assurances and yearned for a definitive number.

"Just a few days," Lo Chuan replied, avoiding her stare.

"Come on, Boss, you've said that a bunch of times already," Yao Ziyue pouted.

Yao Ziyan gave her a resigned glance