"So why should I say anything?" Che Hao spread his hands, his expression resigned.
Ye Ranran's scarlet lips curled upwards as she delicately uttered two words: "Begin."
Han Yan was pushed out, four bodyguards watched her with a chilling, terrifying gaze, their stance resembled that of a brutal wolf.
If she were to be disobedient, they would pounce on her, tearing her to shreds.
Han Yan was forced to run three laps, it was only until she was about to faint that Ye Ranran finally decided to spare her.
"Don't ever appear before me again, understood?" Ye Ranran looked down at her with a smile.
Han Yan nodded incessantly, implying she understood.
Having disciplined the ones who deserved it, Ye Ranran finally turned to Che Hao: "Mr. Che, would you be interested in having a meal together?"
She was mainly hungry, and she still needed to discuss the new show's costumes with Che Hao.
She may as well talk while eating.