For a moment, everyone turned their heads towards the source of the sound.
The next instant, a charming silhouette came into everyone's view.
The woman was wearing a wine-red tailored blazer, under which was a fitted white shirt; a scarf tied in a bow around her neck gave her a refined and elegant presence.
She wore a skirt that wasn't too short, reaching about the knees, paired with flesh-colored stockings and an aura of gentle elegance, adding an unconventional allure to her, as well as conveying an intellectual beauty.
Upon seeing the woman, Yan Qingdi's expression changed slightly, with a bad premonition suddenly rising in his heart.
Meanwhile, Zhao Wusheng and the rest of the establishment from Jiangzhong city were filled with confusion.
"So it's Miss Su; I wonder what Miss Su means by stopping us from holding the foundation ceremony?" Yan Qingdi asked Su Guyan with a serious look.
