Shen Zhiyue is now making such a scene, acting like she owns the place, and yet there are still people speaking up for her.
Some people really can't see through others.
"Ms. Mu, would you like some more juice? Take a look at which flavor you prefer, and I'll go get it for you."
Lin Shaoyang seemed to be making a deliberate attempt to chat up Mu Zhenzhen.
Unexpectedly, Mu Zhenzhen responded ungraciously, "Mango juice, thank you."
Lin Shaoyang glanced at the table and saw no mango juice. A smirk crossed his lips as he was about to stand up, but Mo Xingyuan beat him to it, "Lin Shaoyang, just mind your own business."
Mo Xingyuan left his words hanging as he went to the bar to get the mango juice.
Lin Shaoyang watched his hurried departure, then shot a knowing glance at Mu Zhenzhen.
He was coming to appreciate Ms. Mu more and more—so beautiful, smart, and gentle.
Mu Zhenzhen simply smiled gently and looked away.
Appearing to be utterly guileless.
