Chapter 88: It's Best Not to Know Some Things

Wen Wanzhi took out a tissue from her bag and wiped her face.

"I surely have an invitation to enter, as you know I'm the designer of Granny Huo's gowns, there's no need to pretend to be a florist to sneak in."

Chen Juan was momentarily speechless, her face turning a shade of red, but her sharp voice was still defiant.

"Who knows if your invitation is a fake..."

Her grating voice was interrupted by someone arriving at the door.

"Miss Wen! Please wait."

The receptionist at the door was a bit out of breath from running.

Earlier, when Wen Wanzhi entered, she had helped with a flower cart and then slipped through the door, vanishing from sight.

He had looked for her quite extensively, only to see her figure by the design office door.

Upon closer inspection, he was startled.

"Miss Wen! How did you get soaked?!"

When Chen Juan saw that the receptionist had come to look for her, she immediately put her hands on her hips and took charge.