บท 31: Chapter 31 Definitely Didn't Capture the Face

Nan Jiaojiao likewise nodded her head.

The elevator doors opened, and out poured a throng of people. Leading them was a figure adorned in glittery jewels, sporting a large, black wide-brimmed hat on her head which, even though it covered half of her face, did nothing to hide those fiery red lips.

"Babies, this is Bo's mysterious 68th floor. Are you curious? Be good, and I'll take you inside to have a look, but no noise, understand?"

Qu Xiaoxiao, followed by a team, was live streaming; she adjusted the camera on her phone, then playfully tossed her hair.

"Umm... Want to see President Bo, huh? That won't do. I haven't had my fill of him, and I'm not about to share with you all."

With her movement, a swarming mass of people also shifted.

Staff from the 68th-floor assistant's room were all blown out, carefully maintaining order.