Yang PeiMin and Luo Dahua hardly listened, only caught one or two sentences before returning.
Luo Dahua sighed, "No wonder these people are like that. First, they are anxious on the inside, and second, during the meeting in the auditorium, Wen Qing took on everything confidently, saying anyone could come to her for anything. Well, now that these things have happened, who else should they turn to if not her? She presented herself as so capable, convincing everyone thoroughly."
Yang PeiMin smiled and shook her head, not sure if this was Wen Qing's just desserts.
Even so, such trivial matters couldn't stump her. Didn't she just manage to silence that person a moment ago?
Around five o'clock in the afternoon, people began to get news, and many were safe.
Shen Yiguang also had someone report back that he was safe.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
They now had the mood to cook, making a lavish meal to calm Shen Yiguang's nerves.
