"President Mo, reception said they haven't seen Miss Su." The bodyguard was right behind him.
"Even if I have to search every single room on the eighteenth floor, I must see her today." The elevator doors closed, concealing Mo Chen's stormy expression.
For a moment, the eighteenth floor boiled with activity. The host just arrived and heard noises from behind. He asked coldly, "What's going on?"
Mo Chen's bodyguard remained silent, methodically going door to door.
"You're causing a ruckus at my place, are you out of your mind?"
"Really? Mr. Wei." Mo Chen came out from the corner.
Wei Ye shrank back slightly upon seeing the fury on Mo Chen's face, then chuckled, "President Mo, I'm afraid today's reception is not to your liking?"
Implying that he was deliberately making a fuss here.
Mo Chen kept his hands in his pockets and responded with a seemingly sarcastic laugh, "President Wei, I'm looking for someone."
