An aggrieved Zeng Yaning could only wrench herself out of Gu Bai's embrace and sulk on the side.
Although she no longer cared about her job at Hua Bin International, she had once been wealthy and knew the status of someone like Gu Bai, a top-tier tycoon. She didn't dare offend him too much; losing her job was minor compared to the difficulty of leading a peaceful life in the future if she truly angered him.
Yet, feeling Gu Bai's earlier dominance, a strange emotion welled up in Zeng Yaning's heart. However, she quickly shook her head, cursed herself for being despicable, and didn't dare think more about it.
A few minutes later, Cao Rui arrived with a large group of waiters.
Although it was November, the heated atmosphere inside MIX made it hard to feel the cold. These scantily-clad attendants entered in single file and carefully placed bottles of liquor, each worth over 10,000 yuan, onto the crystal bar tables, standing by for further instructions.
