Shortly after Wan Jia's promotion, the National Fashion Week was coming up soon. As EFW's top designer, she was definitely going to attend it. She would represent Lu Enterprises as well.
Obviously, not everyone was happy about this. Designer Shen was an expected example. He couldn't come to terms with the fact that a woman had taken his position and was now even attending such an important event as the fashion week instead of him.
If he knew sorcery, he would have probably killed Wan Jia several days ago.
On Monday morning, Wan Jia was earlier to work than usual. She was busier than ever lately so Lu Aotian would take the little girl to school today.
As soon as she exited the elevator to start walking towards her office, she was dragged aside sharply by a pair of feminine hands. She opened her eyes wide when she saw the woman who had pulled her. "Dai Youran?"