China: Capital City at night, 21:00
Meng Zhao glanced at the women's watch on her wrist, standing in the elevator, watching as the floors ascended one by one, pursing her lips with a hint of anxiety.
She had originally planned to tell Sun Che about Musheng's intention to announce their relationship tomorrow, but who knew that Musheng's Weibo post tonight would spark widespread speculation about what exactly she would reveal. Sun Che had just found out about it and would surely call her in for questioning.
She only hoped that President Sun could remain calmer upon learning about this news from Musheng, at least more composed than she had been when she first found out.
