The reporters immediately avoided her. Seeing Miss Yuan speeding away in her car, they had a nagging feeling that something was amiss.
"Did you guys notice that Miss Yuan was a little different?"
"She used to be very demure last time. She changed her style now."
"Yeah. Did you see her face? It looked really, really ugly. I feel like if we ask a few more questions, she might just shoot daggers at us with her eyes if she could."
"I think her relationship with Young Master Han is on the rocks."
"Her reply is enough to generate a huge buzz. Quick, go back and report it…"
The reporters took their microphones and cameras and quickly went back to their respective companies.
Meanwhile, Yuan Shuangrui had nowhere to vent her pent-up fury. She stepped on the accelerator furiously, as if doing so could vent all the anger in her.