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325 Come To My Room

Mu Lanyi’s voice on the other end of the phone sounded a little tipsy. “Didn’t I touch that little bitch? Was that little b*tch really that important to him? It’s so important that he wants the Mu family to die, do you know that? My father had a cerebral hemorrhage and was admitted to the hospital because of what happened at the company. I don’t know if he’ll be able to survive. How can he be so cruel? We grew up together, why is he so cruel to me?”

Fu Wen’s face turned cold. “Miss Mu, Miss Su is someone that our President mo cares about. If you continue to be so stubborn, no one can save the Mu family. Fu Wen hung up the phone.

Mu Lanyi threw the wine glass in her hand, and it fell in front of a gentleman who was about to leave.

The man looked in the direction of the wine glass and smiled evilly. He turned around and walked toward Mu Lanyi.

“Yo, look who this is?”

Mu Lanyi heard the voice and looked at the next moment. Suddenly, they started to shine like stars.

“Brother Ting, I knew you wouldn’t leave me behind. Brother Ting, please save the Mu family. As long as you are willing to save the Mu family, I will do anything. Mu Lanyi got up and knocked over the chair, flying into Mo Yi’s arms.

The man buried his head in her hair, took a deep breath, and then said in disgust, “Tsk, tsk, you reek of alcohol.”

“President Mo!” Mo Ting’s assistant stepped forward. “What do we do now?”

After hanging up, Su Yuan stretched her back and smacked her lips. She was a little hungry. Speaking of which, dance practice was really physical work. She had just finished dinner, but her stomach was already completely flat. At this time, the cafeteria should be closed, right? Su Yuan glanced at the snacks on the dressing table, but she wasn’t interested. She missed the time when she was practicing at EL. At that time, although Mo Ting never came down to see him, he would instruct his staff to place snacks in the dance studio. Potato chips, yogurt cake, beef jerky, chocolate, milk tea, and so on were all her favorite.

“Sigh, I can’t think about it anymore. The more I think about it, the hungrier I get.” Su Yuan got up from the bed like a carp, took a change of clothes, and walked to the bathroom. It was better to wash up and go to bed early.

However, she had only taken two steps when her phone on the bed suddenly rang. She saw that the caller was Chen Yi. Then, she looked at the time. It was 9:49 p.m. Was he crazy? Why was he calling her so late? Don’t you know that the dormitory is full of people at night? If people heard this, wouldn’t she be hated?

Su Yuan picked up the call and said. “Hello, you…”

“Come to my room,” Chen Yi said.

Before Su Yuan could finish her sentence, Mo Ting spat out these three words and hung up.

Su Yuan was speechless. “What’s the matter? Why are you acting so mysterious?”

She subconsciously glanced at the other people in the dormitory. Seeing that everyone was busy and no one was paying attention to her, she cleared her throat guiltily. “Well, Qu Lin wanted to talk to me about something. I’m going to class F.”

Zhang Qian and Wang Jing were wearing headphones and memorizing the lyrics very seriously. Jin Yu and Qiu Bing were dancing. Jin Xuan wasn’t in the dormitory, so only Orange Cat responded on the bed.

Mo Ting’s room was very close to hers.

“Thump…” The door opened without even a second knock.

Mo Ting was standing against the light, so Su Yuan couldn’t see his features. But, at this moment, she was able to match the man in front of her with the Mo Ting she knew.

“Uncle,” Su Yuan sweetly called out.

Mo Ting was a little surprised at first, but he quickly smiled gently, “Come in,”

He stepped aside and Su Yuan walked in. The door closed. The enclosed space enveloped the two of them.

Mo Ting’s room was about the same size as their bedroom, but the layout was a lot more refined; it was like a small home. Su Yuan walked to the bed. “Can I sit here?” she asked, pointing at the bed.

Mo Ting looked at her but did not say a word.

Su Yuan’s lips twitched. the festival group is so stingy. The furniture looks good, but it’s useless. Look at that sofa, it’s so hard. It’s like sitting on a rock. The sofa in our dormitory is for putting things, and no one is sitting on it.

The way the little girl complained was so cute. Mo Ting couldn’t help but stroke her hair and say gently, “Have a seat. You can sit anywhere you want.”

Su Yuan immediately narrowed her eyes and smiled. “Then I won’t be polite.”

After speaking, she sat down on Mo Ting’s bed, “Teacher’s bed is really different. It’s much softer than ours!” Su Yuan spread out her arms and collapsed onto the bed. She rolled around Mo Ting’s bed twice before sitting up again. She blinked her eyes and looked at him, “What did you call me here for?”