Only, wasn't the woman supposed to target Young Master Sun? Where did Boss Wu come from?
And she just notified those reporters, presumably they've arrived.
Thinking about what might happen, Sun Xuehui couldn't care less about her image and pushed through the crowd, rushing towards the elevator.
But at this moment, both elevators were going up; helplessly, she ran to the emergency stairwell, clattering up the stairs in her eight-centimeter high heels.
The President's private elevator, An Ran rolled her eyes speechlessly.
"Young Master Sun, if you want to watch the bustle, just watch. Why drag me along?"
It's hard to imagine that the illustrious Five Young Masters of the Imperial, the big boss of Jiawen Entertainment, would have such a hobby.
"Little Sister-in-law, don't you want to see that woman's downfall? As far as I know, when you were at the An Family, she bullied you quite a bit."
