"What's the commotion?"
At this moment, an unhappy voice came through.
Everyone turned to look, and saw Liu Xiyao, escorted by several staff members, walking towards them.
Liu Xiyao's walk was quite distinctive, with hands clasped together and hanging in front of her, light footsteps, and her skirt gently fluttering with each step, her beautiful eyes staring straight ahead, exuding an aura of elegance in her every move.
"Ling Chen, you're in for it now."
Seeing Liu Xiyao appear, Song Yuan looked as if she saw a savior, and her face filled with joy.
"Miss Liu."
Su Lin hurried forward, about to greet her, but she saw Song Yuan following closely behind, indignant, and questioning: "President Liu, since when did the clubhouse allow men to enter? You must give us an explanation for this."
