*
The next day.
Jiang Mian was still catching up on sleep in the nanny van, listening to Luo Ting talk about what happened late last night.
"Who would have thought that Xu Yanzhi hid her true self so well, she really didn't show any signs at all."
Yangyang chimed in, "Yeah, all those photos were taken by people she found."
Jiang Mian rested with her eyes closed, her red lips slightly curved. She leaned back lazily and luxuriously against the seat, exuding an aloofness that was hard to approach.
"So there's an urgent notice to rest, probably Director Ming and the others need to deal with this, see what PR moves would be appropriate."
Jiang Mian didn't speak, her head still muddled from the alcohol.
She vaguely remembered drinking quite a bit with Wen Qianning last night, but her memories after that were hazy.
All she knew was that when she woke up in the morning, she was still in the clothes from last night's drinking.
