Bu Qingqing read the full text message and quickly showed a joyful smile, "Young Mistress, the Red Scarf virus has been cracked by a mysterious hacker. Turns out the Red Scarf virus isn't that formidable after all."
"The world doesn't only have the Red Scarf as a hacker, there are many hackers more skilled than her," Wen Meimei said nonchalantly.
She didn't like being put on a pedestal, so taking this opportunity to shed the Red Scarf identity was a good thing.
Not being the Red Scarf, she's just an ordinary singer. Isn't that great?
After a half-hour drive, the car arrived in front of the Huayin Building.
The moment the car door opened, a wave of piercing screams came from ahead.
"Ahhhhhhhh—Ye Zi, I love you!"
"Ye Zi, look over here!"
"The camera's here!"
...
Wen Meimei broke out in a few black lines on her forehead, thinking that Ye Qiuyi, the idiot, had blocked the entrance to the Huayin Building, could she never be low-key when going out?
