Media waves roll in one after the other at the entrance.
Armed with an array of cameras, they lie in wait at the front door.
From the side,
A car pulls up.
A small, round head pressed against the window, eyes fixed on the crowd. Finally, a sentence escapes from her cherubic lips.
"Can we get rid of these morons?"
Backseat.
A man in a black suit, his face cold and indifferent, cast a glance at the crowd outside the window, "They all have their backings, Mrs. Fu will not sit back and do nothing."
Mengmeng clenched her fist in resentment and said, "That woman is no good! Her daughter is even more annoying!"
Luo Tingfeng casts a sideways glance at his little sister, "Says the girl who acts as if your sister is a saint."
Indeed.
His own sister treats another as a sister while he, as an actual brother, feels left out.
If Mr. Fu's young girlfriend was any good, could she possibly deal with such a ruthless person?
