The rain, it seems, is getting bigger and bigger. The raindrops falling on the ground are splashing high and high. They soon wet the high-heeled shoes of Butong and the skirt to the ankle.

she thought calmly, just wanted to open her mouth, suddenly a few bodyguards with black umbrellas came forward and stopped in front of her, "madam, sir, let's protect you to the studio, and don't contact with any irrelevant people. Please get in the car."

Butong frowned, "he asked you to follow me?"

the head bodyguard bowed respectfully, "it's not tracking, it's covert protection. Please forgive me and don't embarrass us."

Butong puckered his lips, "get out...