Yuan Lan was not very happy. Zhu Ti had gone out to play with friends without saying a word to come back.
But then again, Zhu Ti had always been a bit airheaded, so this was indeed something she would do.
With Zhu Ti absent, Lu Xiaoyou took the initiative to sit in Zhu Ti's seat, which was by the edge. Yuan Lan was on her left, and there was no one on her right.
Yuan Lan placed a glass of red wine in front of Lu Xiaoyou, "Xiaoyou, toast a few of our bosses. Don't be as rash as you were before."
Lu Xiaoyou took the glass of red wine and placed it on her thigh, lowering her eyelashes in an embarrassed and bashful manner, "I was careless just now. I hope the uncles won't hold it against me."
The bosses stared at Lu Xiaoyou, utterly captivated. In their eyes, there was amazement, delight, and even overt greed for Xiaoyou's beauty.
