Song Nan took a deep breath, suppressed her "don't mind me", and forced a smile. "Why don't you help me see if there are any improvements?"
However, Bei Shuo pushed her back with a smile. "There's no need, right? How can there be any flaws in such careful preparation?"
Song Nan's expression darkened and she looked at Bei Shuo sharply.
This wretched girl was really extremely arrogant.
Bei Shuo turned around and looked for Mu Ci as if nothing had happened. Song Nan looked at her back coldly and crumpled the napkin in her hand.
"She's so cunning." Bei Le saw this and walked up to Song Nan.
Song Nan glanced at her, threw the tablecloth on the table, and said coldly, "You can say this when you dare to argue with her in person."
