Rhee looked at the swarming reporters, feeling annoyed, and suddenly noticed Little Qingqing had gotten out of the car, looking baffled, "Why did she get out of the car? What if the reporters bump into her?"
As she spoke, she clutched the car handle, anxious to leave.
"Auntie Rhee, don't worry, just look," Quan Mingxuan stopped her and pointed to the front of the vehicle.
Rhee followed Mingxuan's gaze to see six men in black suits climb out of their car smoothly.
"Auntie Rhee, Little Qingqing will handle it. We shouldn't add to the chaos," Mingxuan advised.
"Rhee, let's see how the situation pans out first," Quan Hao suggested.
Rhee nodded in resignation and sat back in the car reluctantly.
As soon as Little Qingqing stepped out of the car, the reporters' eyes glowed with fervor, as they surged toward her like hungry wolves.
Seeing the reporters rushing her way, Little Qingqing's lips curved into a cold smile.
"Leader!"
