Yang Yiyi became infuriated when she saw Mu Anran's demeanor.
Despite being nothing but a down-and-out heiress, she always acted so superior and untouchable—it was so annoying to watch!
She scoffed, "Don't think that by pulling these petty tricks, Qin Zheng will come back to you. He's going to get engaged to me the day after tomorrow, and he won't choose you."
"If that's the case, why are you coming over here and making a fuss?" Mu Anran looked at her innocently, "The louder your voice gets, the more it proves you lack confidence."
"Whether I lack confidence or not, you'll find out the day after tomorrow." Yang Yiyi, as if reminded of something, suddenly pulled out three invitations from her purse and placed them on the table, "Well, although our relationship isn't great, we're still roommates after all, so remember to come to my engagement party."
Nie Xiaoxun snorted disdainfully, "Go to your——"
She hadn't finished speaking when she was pulled back by Mu Anran.
