"Hey, wait, that's my phone..."
She hastily followed, only to find herself locked out, so frustrated she wanted to kick the door.
"Lu Jinyang, come out, let's talk this over properly."
After waiting for a long time, there wasn't a single sound from inside. Zhuang Shuqing glared at the door until her eyes grew tired, then finally retracted her gaze.
Once she calmed down, she sat back on the sofa and began to ponder about the news report.
The headline of the news was: A reporter from a well-known studio acquitted of manslaughter?
She thought, the only people who would know about this were her people or those who were framing her. Thus, the news was undoubtedly fabricated by the party framing her.
But if that was indeed the case, the motives of these people started to appear calculable, and one could even say their target was not her, but...
The door was opened, and Lu Jinyang walked out expressionlessly, handing her the phone.
"Come with me."
"Where to?"
