Yu Lingqian looked at Mu Anran and suddenly stepped back.
With his arms crossed, he lazily withdrew his gaze, "I said you're too clumsy, even attending a party can get you into such a mess."
Mu Anran's cheeks puffed up, "Who says? You underestimate me too much, I'm not that easy to take advantage of."
Yu Lingqian glanced at her sidelong, obviously disbelieving, "Just by yourself?"
"Of course not, there's Xiao Xun—oh my God, Xiao Xun!"
Mu Anran's face suddenly changed: Damn, she had forgotten Xiao Xun at the banquet hall.
She hurriedly called Nie Xiaoxun, but the phone rang once and was hung up, and when she called again, it was turned off.
"Not good, Xiao Xun's phone is turned off, something must have happened." Mu Anran's pretty face instantly turned pale, and she anxiously grabbed Yu Lingqian's hand, "Young Master Yu, I need to go back."
The man frowned, "Are you planning to jump down from here?"
Mu Anran was at a loss for words, "I..."
