No matter how angry Mu Changqing was, there was nothing he could do. He nodded and led Fu Zhi into the hotel. Then, he took Mu Chenxi to the balcony.
It was lively inside the hotel. There were plenty of wealthy people walking here and there, talking to each other.
A short distance away was a special section known as the "poor zone" with "poor students" who were in dire need of help.
Song Fang still could not quite come back to his senses. "Sister Zhi. I apologize for saying this, but you're so f*cking cool!"
The surprised expression on Mu Chenxi's face was still vividly clear in his mind.
At the same time, Su Xing asked, her eyes glowing bright, "Zhizhi, do you really know Pure Feather?"
Fu Zhi replied, "Yeah. Anyway, you guys just walk around first. I still have other matters to handle. I will introduce her to you guys in the future when a chance arises."
