Bao Yancheng glanced at Wen Wanzhi for a moment, his sharp brows imperceptibly lifting.
Wen Wanzhi silently straightened her back, but her shoulders quivered slightly.
Between the confrontation of the two, the whispers of the staff around them kept drifting over.
"The mystery guest is Xiang Yiran, right? So low-key. They haven't even promoted it until now."
"No way around it, whoever the Bao Clan wants to push doesn't need promotion."
"She also serves as a selling point for the show. Hasn't she recently trended online with Wen Wanzhi?"
Wen Wanzhi never liked high-profile, which was why she chose to be a designer.
Always standing behind the scenes, silently doing what she loved, was the ideal profession she could think of.
Bao Yancheng, in a bespoke black suit, deftly removed his watch and placed it in his suit pocket.
With a long stride, he walked around the front of the car to the passenger side and opened the door.