This fool!
She was completely set up!
Su Wanwan was furious, but also a little guilty. She suspected Zhou Miaomiao had figured something out.
"Uh, I'll head off first." She shouldered her drawing board, not daring to look him in the eye, she kept her head down and was about to leave.
"Su Wanwan, what are you afraid of?" Mu Yuze suddenly asked, "Or... are you feeling guilty?"
"Who's feeling guilty?" She snapped her head to look at him, her eyes wide open, as if this would prove she wasn't guilty at all.
The waiter happened to return the card. Mu Yuze took it and stood up to walk beside Su Wanwan, grabbing her wrist: "Let's go, I'll take you to eat something."
"I'm not hungry!"
"I'm hungry."
Su Wanwan: "..."
Ten minutes later, she was taken by Mu Yuze to a very stylish restaurant, completely different from the spicy hot pot place earlier.
Su Wanwan had no clue what this man was up to.
"Have you settled your job?" Mu Yuze lifted his eyes to ask her.
