The line fell silent for a moment, "All right."
"Mhm."
Feeling guilty, Mu Anran hung up the phone and looked up to find Yu Lingqian already standing in front of her, which startled her.
Yu Lingqian had some business to attend to soon, so he didn't pay much mind to her small movements.
He glanced indifferently at her phone, said nothing, and directly walked toward the VIP elevator.
Mu Anran grabbed her small backpack and quickly followed him.
What she didn't know was that after she and Yu Lingqian had entered the elevator one after another, the door to the stairwell was gently pushed open. Ling Li walked out slowly, his chestnut fringe masking his forehead, making it difficult to discern his expression...
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DG Private Entertainment Club.
Ye Zhuoming, dressed in a silver-grey suit, lounged on a soft leather sofa, legs arrogantly crossed.
Standing opposite him was a young girl in a white dress and ponytail.