After a hurried meeting, Lu Qing still had to attend the shareholders' meeting and deal with the real estate bidding issues.
The quality of the lipstick was too good—it didn't fade, didn't smudge. She grabbed a tissue to wipe it off, but no matter how hard she tried, it wouldn't come clean.
With a face that looked like a monkey's behind, she returned to the office, went upstairs, avoided the receptionist, but couldn't evade...
The sharp gazes of Little Fourth and Little Sixth.
The two of them kept an utterly serious expression, as if they'd seen nothing at all, and greeted her respectfully:
"Young Madam, the situation has been suppressed. All the dirt regarding Jiaojiao online has been deleted, but the rumors between you and Rong Lan are only growing more intense."
Qin Miaomiao was utterly puzzled: "Why?"
Rong Lan had no shortage of gossip too, and such minor rumors shouldn't have had any significant impact.
