She said with a sense of guilt, "Then, what is your purpose of telling me all these now?"
"Because I think, you should know these things by now." A sharp glint flashed through her cool eyes, her face calm and composed.
Wang Qing gripped the documents in her hand. She hadn't grasped the deeper meaning of that sentence when Lin Miao'er had already turned around and strolled ahead with undisturbed steps. The crisp sound of her high heels clicking on the ground tapped on Wang Qing's fragile and sensitive nerves.
Everyone was still waiting in the hall for the result, chatting about the erotic lingerie, killing time, and speculating about who had the audacity to disgrace the capital.
At this moment, Lin Miao'er entered the hall, her smile at the corners of her mouth put away, exuding a powerful woman's aura, with an indifferent and distant attitude.
"Lin Miao'er is coming out," Jie reminded Lin Ke.
Lin Ke's lips curved up, "Jie, advancing shouldn't be a problem, right?"