Yun Shishi gave an innocent shrug as she raised a brow. "Why not? Miss Song, I'm very busy, and I have an interview coming up. If you need to look for me, how about you schedule an appointment with my assistant?"
"You—"
Out of habit, Song Enya raised her hand aloft to slap that disgusting face of hers!
She had been spoiled rotten. Even at home, she would vent her anger and frustrations on the servants if things did not go her way.
The artiste gave her a side-eye. "What? Where are you going to hit me this time? This place has surveillance cameras; surely, it won't be nice to hear news of the mayor's gentle and virtuous daughter resorting to slapping people just because of a little disagreement?"
Biting her red lip in exasperation, the other woman reined in anger and withdrew her hand before she turned to leave.
Mu Xi and Ding Ning were chatting away outside when she opened the door and stormed out. Both were startled by her enraged expression.
