Ye Wudao finished his coffee and Wang Shiying still hadn't come out; he suddenly recalled some gossip about her, claiming that in the entertainment circle, Wang Shiying had a powerful godfather, which was why no one dared to mess with her there.
However, the term "godfather" wasn't exactly flattering, connoting implications that were commonly understood; but rumors were just rumors after all, and whether they were true or false, no one knew.
"Mr. Du, I'm really fine, don't worry. I'm quite well now; you don't have to be concerned about me. I really haven't been injured; you don't need to come over..."
Wang Shiying impatiently explained on the phone while holding her mobile.
"How could you be alright when a five-meter-tall lift collapsed? Where are you now? I'm coming to find you," said a middle-aged man who looked a bit like Wang Shiying, sounding anxious on the other end of the phone.
