Song Bingyun and Yang Yixue exchanged glances, both wearing bitter smiles.
Actually, this wasn't the first time they had dealt with Sister Mei like this.
Despite this, they still thought Sister Mei was being somewhat excessive this time.
Putting it bluntly, you're just an agent, what makes you so superior?
But, since they were asking for a favor, in the end, they had no choice but to comply.
"Don't worry, Sister Mei, I'll go book a room at the front desk right now," said Yang Yixue, hastily trying to appease her.
Grinding her teeth, she went to the front desk and booked a presidential suite that cost 108,000 per night.
"This room looks much more comfortable."
Sister Mei walked in satisfied, immediately making herself at home by sprawling out on the soft and comfortable sofa, displaying her plump figure.
She threw her handbag carelessly aside and kicked off her red high heels.
Then she instructed Yang Yixue to pour her a glass of expensive red wine from the cabinet.
