Mu Wei was embarrassed and had no choice but to explain again, "I'm sorry, you've got the wrong person."
Xu Yue raised her eyebrows and looked at her coldly with her arms crossed.
"Got the wrong person? Impossible! Song Jingwan, what trick are you trying to play this time?" Tang Xinrou rolled her eyes. "Precious, the person you said you were waiting for couldn't be Song Jingwan, right? I don't want to go on a trip with her! Just thinking about it makes me sick!"
Mu Wei listened awkwardly, feeling at a loss.
These young boys and girls were dressed in eye-catching clothes, with bodyguards behind them. Their eyes were full of wildness and ostentation, and they were rich and noble.
When she stood in the middle of this group, she looked out of place.
