"No need," Tang Yumeng shook her head and said, "Doing that would only give off a sense of protesting too much. Don't mind those rumors. They'll fade away if they're ignored long enough."
"Okay," Xiao Xue nodded, but she knew that if the rumors kept spreading, they would have an extremely negative impact on Tang Yumeng's reputation. Xiao Xue was somewhat annoyed, yet there was nothing she could do since Tang Yumeng had given an order.
Lin Chuan strolled into the City Committee at ten o'clock, completely at ease.
The security guard at the door saw Lin Chuan and hurriedly said, "Oh… Young Master Lin is here, come on, have a cigarette."
"Uh…" Lin Chuan was taken aback, when had this bunch of bastards become so attentive? They used to look at him with disdain, and now they actually called him Young Master Lin and even offered him cigarettes? Were pigs flying? Lin Chuan took the cigarette and said, "Okay, thanks."
