Nan Jiaojiao's face turned cold.
Rose became frantic and reckless, the more people looked at her, the more she shouted with zest, "I don't believe it, does she really have talent? How many years has she been studying? A genius designer, haha... It's laughable! Doesn't she have other men? What's wrong, tired of Pei Dongshi's bed, ready to hook up with someone else? After hiding her identity for so many years, how does she plan to use her fame to make money once exposed? Find a more capable man to promote her?"
"The man you're talking about—"
Suddenly, a man's cold and imposing voice sounded from behind.
Everyone looked towards the entrance.
The man wore a black shirt and trousers, tall and imposing, with an air of authority even without anger. His long stride was both urgent and composed, cutting through the silence on the ground, walking towards Nan Jiaojiao under everyone's gaze.
