"Young Master Ma, President Mu is currently with a guest, could you come back later?" That was Dai Ting's voice.
"Why should I care if she has guests? I'll just sit here, I won't disrupt her discussion. Plus, with me here, there's no deal that can't be closed." The door was pushed open, and a man in a black suit walked in, followed by a anxious Dai Ting.
"What are you doing?" The man was Young Master Ma Jun of the Ma family. He was instantly furious when he saw Mu Fanxuan resting on a man's thigh.
Mu Fanxuan hadn't expected Ma Jun to show up at this time and she quickly tried to stand up in a panic.
But, thrown into a panic, she barely managed to get on her feet before she toppled over again.
However, this time, Mu Fanxuan didn't land on Mo Huasong's thigh, but on his face.
"Mu Fanxuan, what are you doing?" Mo Huasong was angry.
With so many people around, how could she press on him like this? Where was he supposed to place his face?
