Musheng only found out about the Weibo news after class ended. Today, Sun Shutiao was not in the same class as her, unable to poke her for attention, but fans came to tell her as soon as the class was over.
Seeing a fan so angry they practically wanted to tear apart the person who posted on Weibo with their bare hands, Musheng gave her a comforting smile, successfully bewildering another young heart, and then Xiaosong picked her up and took her to the company.
Because there were no afternoon classes.
Upon arriving at the company, Musheng headed straight for Meng Zhao's office. Seeing her enter, Meng Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, stood up from her seat, and walked over, "There weren't any reporters downstairs, right?"
Today, she wore a pair of black-framed glasses, adding a touch of scholarly, intellectual charm.
"No, " Musheng quirked an eyebrow, "Are you afraid of reporters?"
"Of course, I'm not. "
