She instinctively understood that Wen Xuxu was much more scheming and shrewd that she had appeared to be.
"I'll leave Miss Zhou here then. Are you able to walk?" Wen Xuxu relinquished her grip on Zhou Tong's hand as she stared at the bottom part of her gown.
Zhou Tong gave a fleeting smile. "Thank you, Miss Wen, for your concern."
Her voice was seething with hatred and fury, and she strode forward without further ado.
Wen Xuxu spoke up once more, "Keep in mind… I'm Mrs. Yan!"
She gracefully spun around and returned to the stage. When she faced the reporters and the cameras, she was gracious, demure, and gentle.
Standing amidst the crowd, she appeared to be a dignified daughter of a prominent family who had displayed graciousness and humility.
