Tao Juran swiped the room card and entered.
She smelled a strong scent of alcohol and looked at the bed, seeing a noticeable bulge.
Juran's already come back.
And she's drunk out of her mind.
She walked over with a gentle smile, "Little Mumu…"
The smell of alcohol grew stronger; it seemed to be coming from Song Mu.
Tao Juran leaned down, and suddenly the person on the bed moved, their body swift and agile.
She was caught off guard and her left hand was grabbed.
This isn't Song Mu!
Damn it, she was careless!
The two immediately began grappling in the room. Suddenly, the hotel door was burst open by others, several people rushed in, among them was Song Mu.
"Stop!"
Tao Juran's left hand was cuffed, and Shangguan Chujiu, who was behind her, pulled her, clasping her hands together.
"I thought I couldn't even catch a mere woman! Daring to steal from my boss, you're courting death!" Shangguan Chujiu didn't expect to catch such a big criminal just after returning to the country.
