1647. A Dog Can't Stop Eating Shit
Mu Xue was stunned when she heard that.
Manager Sun hurriedly stepped forward, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. "Director Mu, here's what happened. Young Master Yu is holding a banquet on the third floor as well. She's not here to crash yours—she's here to attend Young Master Yu's cocktail party…"
"What?"
The moment Yu Lingqian's name was mentioned, Mu Xue was like a duck suddenly strangled by the neck, her voice choking off.
Mu Anran's lips hooked into a cold smile. "Manager Sun, do you want to ask Director Mu one more time if she still wants to throw me out?"
Manager Sun hastily wiped another layer of cold sweat from his forehead. "Miss Mu, what are you saying? Director Mu must have been joking just now. This way, please, I'll personally take you upstairs."
Mu Anran tugged at the corner of her mouth in a chilly half-smile and, with graceful steps, followed Manager Sun straight up to the third floor.
