Just as Yu Ting was about to take a look to see what was going on, the private room door was rudely pushed open, with Shen Ruchu standing in the doorway, full of fury.
As expected, she spotted Yu Ting at this place and time.
Thinking about it, Shen Ruchu's face turned purple with rage. She stood at the door, surveyed the room, and nearly shouted, "Where is Zhang Hao?!"
Guilty as charged, Yu Ting pursed her lips and shook her head, "He left. Didn't you see when you came? You must have missed him."
The casual tone infuriated Shen Ruchu even more. She swiftly stepped forward, slammed her bag on the table with a bang, saying, "Good job, Yu Ting, well done."
"Of course."
"Compared to you, I am undoubtedly better." Despite Shen Ruchu's proximity, Yu Ting's tone and pace of speech remained unchanged. She found Shen Ruchu's disposition amusing.
Inside the private room, there were two women. One angry, the other infuriating.
