Mo Yifan glanced at the other side and the girl was relishing her food. He got up from his seat and came out of the room.
"Sister Lian, there must be a misunderstanding. She is not calculating like this. We can check the order with the hotel," Mo Yifan replied to her calmly.
"So, are you saying I am lying? Come here and check. This is just ridiculous," she sent a picture of the food she had on the table. They were all the dishes that Sun Lian hated to the ore. Did that manager of her not inform Chen Waan what all Sun Lian liked? Was there some miscommunication here?
"Sister Lian, I will order new food for you. Don't worry. Let me make the arrangements," he replied and was about to cut the call when Sun Lian opened the door at the other corner of the corridor. She came out in her negligee, unafraid of any guests in the hallway. The men who were passing by could not help but cast a second and a third glance over to the lady.
