Lin Yize quickly showed an apologetic expression and then sincerely apologized.
"I'm sorry for what I said, please don't take it to heart."
But Mu Lan had already seen through Lin Yize's true nature, and she was very cold towards him.
"Mr. Lin, do as you please, husband, let's go over there."
After speaking, Mu Lan took Huo Tingxiao's hand and brushed past Lin Yize, blatantly ignoring his recent apology.
Lin Yize's hand holding the champagne glass unconsciously tightened, as he cursed himself for his impatience, yet he was even more astonished at how protective Mu Lan was of Huo Tingxiao.
This won't do, if things continue like this, there will be endless troubles. He must think of a way to break these two apart as soon as possible.
With that thought, he dialed a string of numbers.
"Hello? Boss, it's me."
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Huo Tingxiao felt the warmth of Mu Lan's palm in his hand, and recalling how she had just defended him, he couldn't help but curve his lips into a very pleased smile.
