Zhao Lifei was about to walk up the grand staircase leading into the entrance of the banquet hall, when even more shouting could be heard. She gritted her teeth at the irritable questions, but kept her face blank.
Silence is a virtue. She reminded herself of the words her grandfather once drilled into her. When she was younger and a lot more naive, constantly acting on impulse and anger, her grandfather told her that sometimes, the best comeback was not replying at all.
"Miss Zhao, please make a comment! Are you truly cheating on President Yang or not?"
"Is one man not enough? Why have two?"
"Who came first? CEO Yang or the mysterious man?!"
"The media has branded you a reckless wh*re who dared to cheat on President Yang, any responses to that?"
"Why are you cheating when you already have the nation's husband in your clutches?"
"Does your grandfather know about this?"
