Gong Ming, who allowed you to come back?

Song Chenxi left the gong Corporation with a calm expression.

But was she really as calm as she appeared to be?

Song Chenxi asked with a bitter smile.

If that was the case, why would she take the staff elevator downstairs and let the staff of the gong Corporation size her up like a rare animal in the zoo?

The moment she left the gong Corporation, song Chenxi was like a fish back in the water, desperately breathing in fresh air.

However, she was sensitive enough to hear the sound of reporters taking photos secretly.

"Don't look."

Just as song Chenxi was about to raise her head, a thin coat suddenly covered the top of her head. A clear masculine scent attacked her in an instant. Before she could react to why the voice was so familiar, the sound of intense conflict rang out again.

Song Chenxi reached out and pulled down her coat.

The first thing she saw was the man who was pulling the reporter.