Silence prevailed. The padding of multiple footsteps could be heard and Mo Yize panicked. She looked shiftily towards the direction of the people and shook her head.
"Let me in. I can't get caught, okay?" she hissed.
"And why should I do that?" Qian Meng asked, amused.
"Because you're fucking my boyfriend and I will tell everybody that. Your stock prices will plummet and the fortune you boast about will be gone within hours."
The threat grated at Qian Meng's nerves. "Get your facts right. I have no clue who your boyfriend is. And I am single and not engaging in any sexual activity."
Mo Yize rolled her eyes. "Don't pretend with me." She pushed Qian Meng aside and entered the room.
The security made their way to her door and Qian Meng stared at their face. The manager who had led her to her car that evening was also there.
