He stared at Mu Anran, pondering, "That's true, last time I showed mercy by not blacklisting him, maybe this time I should just blacklist him?"
Mu Anran's forced smile stiffened, and she hurriedly picked up her bowl and chopsticks to bury herself in eating, "I, I didn't say anything just now."
Yu Lingqian picked up his chopsticks again indifferently, his glance casually drifting toward Song Jiaqi.
At this moment, Su Ye had already walked out from the private room next door and was standing in the outdoor garden.
Song Jiaqi spread her arms wide, blocking his way emphatically.
Her eyes were brimming with anger, and her face was also an ashen hue, "Su Ye, even if we've broken up, we're still friends, right? Can't you do me this small favor?"
Su Ye wore a dark ink suit, exuding a vibe of both steadiness and ruthlessness.
He looked down at Song Jiaqi, "What if I refuse?"
