Zhou Na chimed in, "It's too late, and nothing you say will matter. This is Young Master Deng's private room!"
"I'd like to see how you're going to explain this to him later!"
Nearby, Liu Ergou watched the two women's confident display and, for a moment, began to doubt Han Jiajia. If he hadn't known about her background, he might have sided with them.
Han Jiajia, however, completely ignored them, still focused on finding the manager's number on her phone. Just as she found it and was about to dial, a listless voice drifted in from outside.
"What's all this commotion? This young master could hear the racket from a mile away. What's going on?"
"It's just a damn private room. What's there to argue about!"
Upon hearing this voice, Xiao Nian and Zhou Na sprang to their feet. They walked toward the door in unison, fawning smiles plastered on their faces.
Seeing their reaction, Liu Ergou and Han Jiajia both turned to look at the door.
