Xie Zhen was stunned and quickly shook her head.
Liu Muxue's eyebrows raised: "You don't agree? Who are you to disagree?"
Xie Zhen felt insulted. Even if she was poor, she had dignity. No one could tolerate being insulted so openly.
"This isn't my room. What right do I have to give it to you?" Xie Zhen gathered her courage and said.
This time it was Liu Muxue's turn to be stunned. She suddenly slapped her forehead: "How silly of me, how could someone as poor as you possibly stay in a presidential suite? It must be Zhu Mingjing, right? Tell her to come out, I have something to say to her."
Xie Zhen thought to herself, What an arrogant tone. Who does she think she is? She's overestimating herself.
Seeing that Xie Zhen didn't move, Liu Muxue questioned her: "Are you deaf or mute? Didn't you hear me?"
Xie Zhen took a deep breath: "Ming Jing is resting. It's better not to disturb her."
Without a word, Liu Muxue walked over to knock on the door. "Zhu Mingjing, get the hell out."