Yang Yi had just hung up the phone in his office when Zhao Pingxuan walked in, cursing under his breath.
"That little brat, daring to conspire behind my back! I won't rest till I see the end of her, or else I'll write my name, Zhao Pingxuan, backwards!" Zhao Pingxuan was so angered he was gritting his teeth, reassuring Yang Yi, "Brother Yi, don't get angry. I've already touched base with Art University, I have ways to deal with her!"
Not to mention her audacity to report Meng Xiao, even secretly filming personal gatherings was a big taboo!
She wanted to mingle with the rich without understanding their rules. Let her learn the hard way!
Yang Yi was lost in thoughts, staring at the painting hanging on the wall, his mind drifting far away.
She must have faced a lot of criticism. That stubborn girl, she might seem resilient on the outside, but he had no idea how upset she might be on the inside.