Since Fu Hong seemed to be waiting to see her embarrass herself, he probably wouldn't tell Ji Luochen.
She subdued her gaze and handed her phone to Weng Jiu beside her, "Hold this for me."
Weng Jiu almost instinctively took the phone.
Mu Lingyun retracted her hand, slipped it into her pocket, walked directly over, and jumped onto the ring.
Then she glanced at An Mo and said, "Come on."
An Mo, seeing that Mu Lingyun hadn't even changed clothes, was somewhat displeased.
This was clearly a display of contempt for her.
"Are you sure you don't want to change your clothes?" An Mo asked unhappily.
"There's no time, stop dawdling, let's make it quick," Mu Lingyun said indifferently.
The Crown Prince would be here soon, and then what was the point?
It was only a seven or eight-minute journey from their small villa to this place.
They didn't have much time.
Although An Mo was dissatisfied, she didn't say much more and went straight up to the ring.
