"Yes, Miss Xiao," Lake respectfully bent forward to her slightly, "I've noted it down."
Lake never asked her why when he did things.
Since he had agreed, Xiao Man was no longer worried.
The only situation in which someone would enter this room after she closed the door would be if they were all dead.
However, the current situation was not so severe.
Luo Xuan wouldn't send someone here, and her identity had not been exposed; no one would be after her life.
To her, the hustle and bustle of the entertainment industry were ultimately just child's play, not serious, and generally not rising to the level of endangering life.
One minute after closing the door, Xiao Man opened the cabinet in the room, pressed the mechanism, and a secret chamber opened up.
She changed into clothes of a completely different color in the secret chamber, tied up her loose hair, and fashioned an image distinct from Xiao Man's.
Behind another door in this secret room, there lay a secret passage.
