Arielle’s eyelashes fluttered, but she quickly covered it up by emotionlessly pointing in a direction. “He is in that room, looking at today’s live broadcast record.”
“Ah, I see. Thank you.” Wendy beamed her reply, revealing her cute dimples before fixing her bangs. Then, she strolled toward the room.
The latter was watching Wendy’s every move until she entered the room.
“Ms. Sannie? Ms. Sannie?” called the assistant.
Breaking out of her trance after some time, she turned to the assistant. “Yeah?”
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