Seeing Xia Yanxin's face looking very unpleasant, Miss Lan was even more smug, "Oh, angry now, Mrs. Long! Being so jealous isn't good. As far as I know, when Young Master Long was young, the women he played with were too many to count. If they all came looking for him one by one, your jealousy would never end! It seems that being Mrs. Long isn't that fun after all, don't you think?"
Xia Yanxin forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart... She glanced sideways with her peripheral vision and found a flash of light... Instantly, she had a notion. Having worked as a reporter for a few years, she was very familiar with these flashes of light; they were hidden cameras in the dark. At this moment, she could roughly guess that this was a trap, intended to provoke her and then film it for the news media to report tomorrow.
And tomorrow is the day she participates in the election. If there were too many negative reports in the news media, it would be very unfavorable to her...
