Fu Ya watched Rong Yan enter the company without turning back, her face turning an angry shade of green, tinged with flushes of red and white. She clenched her fists, her eyes bloodshot, and through clenched teeth, she squeezed out two words, "Rong Yan!"
Her assistant, fearful she would cause more trouble, whispered a caution, "Ya, let it go. We shouldn't provoke that Rong Yan anymore. Mr. Fu called us to the company, and we don't know what for yet. If it's about Xia Xue during the AQ finals, I'm afraid…"
