Thinking about it, Summer Shawcross couldn't help but wave her hand, signaling the bodyguards to leave.
"Forget it, all of you just stand aside, I'll do it myself!"
Upon hearing this, the bodyguards seemed relieved, quickly letting go of the zongzi leaves in their hands and stepping away from her as fast as they could.
Summer Shawcross shrugged, then continued to lower her head and wrap the zongzi in her hands, her expression serious and focused.
Her slender fingers moved skillfully, and in no time, she had wrapped a small, beautiful zongzi that, when placed on the table, looked completely different from the messy pile of zongzi she had made earlier.
Seeing this, several bodyguards not far away were astonished.
"Boss, when did Madam become so virtuous?" one of the bodyguards slyly poked his head out and asked Sean Morgan, who was standing nearby.
