Chapter 31: Definitely Didn't Capture the Face

Nan Jiaojiao likewise nodded her head.

The elevator doors opened, and out poured a throng of people.

Leading them was a figure adorned in glittery jewels, sporting a large, black wide-brimmed hat on her head which, even though it covered half of her face, did nothing to hide those fiery red lips.

“Babies, this is Bo’s mysterious 68th floor.

Are you curious?

Be good, and I’ll take you inside to have a look, but no noise, understand?”

Qu Xiaoxiao, followed by a team, was live streaming; she adjusted the camera on her phone, then playfully tossed her hair.

“Umm…

Want to see President Bo, huh?

That won’t do.

I haven’t had my fill of him, and I’m not about to share with you all.”

With her movement, a swarming mass of people also shifted.

Staff from the 68th-floor assistant’s room were all blown out, carefully maintaining order.

Han Chuan had sharp eyes; he quickly approached and shielded Nan Jiaojiao behind him, “Miss Nan, perhaps you should take refuge in President Bo’s office for now.

It won’t quiet down here anytime soon.”

Nan Jiaojiao lifted her chin slightly, “What’s going on?”

“Miss Qu is our spokesperson.

Some time ago, she was to launch a new facial cream.

We gave her a sample first.

At the time, she was injured from a horseback riding stunt on set and used the cream without properly treating her wound, which resulted in a facial injury.

Unfortunately, she used it during her live streams, and when fans started to question our product’s quality, accusing it of causing damaged skin, the company was bombarded online.

Miss Qu used this opportunity to increase her endorsement fee.

President Bo wouldn’t budge, so today, she’s caused a scene.”

Qu Xiaoxiao’s reputation in the entertainment industry was a mix of good and bad, known as a rare “true beauty with wealth.” She gained fame from the get-go with her crafty persona, followed by several TV dramas that, through her talent in acting, gathered a great fan base.

In just three years, she had climbed to the position of top actress.

Nan Jiaojiao knew of her; surprised by Han Chuan’s attitude towards her, she asked casually, and he told her everything.

“They need you more over there.

Don’t worry about me.”

Han Chuan couldn’t afford to neglect her, yet Qu Xiaoxiao truly was troublesome.

After hesitating, he called over a young assistant to accompany her before he could leave at ease.

Nan Jiaojiao stood in the corridor.

After finishing her milk tea, she lifted her gaze and glanced at the end of the hallway.

She slid her hands into the pockets on either side of her skirt and approached the door.

Too lazy to use her hands to push it open, she nudged the ajar door inward with the tip of her foot.

The noisy conference room suddenly went silent.

Qu Xiaoxiao turned around, and confronting the light, couldn’t make out the person at the door.

Thinking it was a fan, she signaled someone nearby to handle it, but then her gaze snapped back intensely, her hands trembling non-stop.

“Sister Jiaojiao!”

Qu Xiaoxiao dashed forward in an instant, crying out loud.

Nan Jiaojiao sidestepped, raising a hand, palm down, stopping the phone that was nearly poking her in the chest.

“Your live stream.”

“I understand!”

Qu Xiaoxiao, with her sharp fingernails, jabbed the screen several times.

Without a word to her millions of online viewers, she abandoned them.

After turning off her phone, she tried to hand it to an assistant but missed, and it dropped to the floor.

She kicked it away with her foot, placed her hands behind her back, and blinked up at Nan Jiaojiao.

“I’ve turned it off, rest assured.

There was no way the camera caught your face just now.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s hand was still raised mid-air.

In half a second, it moved up half an inch.

Qu Xiaoxiao immediately came two steps closer, leaning her head beneath Nan Jiaojiao’s palm.

Nan Jiaojiao curled up the corners of her mouth, “Good girl.”

With just one word, Qu Xiaoxiao was as delighted as could be, affectionately pulling Nan Jiaojiao inside, offering her own seat to her.

One second, she was the haughty little miss, and the next, she turned into the obedient little puppy.

The onlookers nearly had their eyeballs pop out of their sockets.