"Thank you."
In the Royal Hotel's banquet hall, Mu Shanshan, with her delicate cherry lips slightly parted, had left the place where she had argued with Fang Wenxi, encircled by Lin Fei's arm around her slender waist.
Beside Mu Shanshan, there was no one but Lin Fei. Clearly, her thank you was directed at Lin Fei.
Mu Shanshan was naturally aloof, even towards Lin Fei, her nominal husband; most of the time, she was exceptionally cool. In short, she, as the president of the Mu Group, was not the kind of woman to easily reveal her emotions or to readily thank others.
Yet, she had just expressed her thanks to Lin Fei. Although her voice wasn't very loud, the gratitude clearly reflected in her eyes, along with the rare tenderness in her beautiful gaze as she intently looked at Lin Fei, made it evident that her thanks were heartfelt.
Because Mu Shanshan was fully aware that Lin Fei's repeated teasing of Fang Wenxi was to vent on her behalf.