At the head of the private room, the man's casual words carried a slight chill.
Jiang Muwan glanced sideways and replied with deep amusement, "If President Xiao had stepped in earlier, none of this would have happened."
"Is Vice President Jiang blaming me?" the man retorted, his words edged with a hint of amusement.
At the head of the private room, several lighting fixtures were either broken or turned off, so she couldn't see Xiao Yanli's expression at the moment.
She couldn't fathom what this sly and cunning man was thinking.
"One shouldn't be so double-standard," she quipped with nonchalance.
The one who was supposed to leave no longer seemed in a hurry.
"Is Vice President Jiang not going to give me this face?" Xiao Yanli asked profoundly.
Such a scene was not uncommon in the circles of C City's young masters; originally, it seemed everyone was merely changing their source of entertainment for the evening, but unexpectedly, the new target carried quite a reputation.
