Just as Director Chang was about to continue his distribution, Huo Xian raised his hand, "Director Chang, I want to go to the depression department."
As soon as Huo Xian said this, everyone looked at him.
Mu Anan, who had been ignoring him, frowned and glanced at Huo Xian.
Chen Hua had been peeping the entire time, her hands silently clenched together.
Huo Xian smiled arrogantly, "Wherever my Anan goes, I will go too."
His words were quite ambiguous.
Some were curious.
"What's going on?"
"Is Young Master Huo fancying the ugly girl? Such a strong taste."
"Look at his eyes. He likes her. I thought he would like someone with a good body and a pretty face. Oh my god, I want to go disfigured."
Mu Anan was not interested in the discussions around her.
She glanced at Chen Hua, who was pretending to be calm. She lowered her voice and questioned Huo Xian unhappily, "What are you doing?"
