บท 365: They Must Have Gotten the Wrong Person

"Hmm." Mo Yesi smiled as he held onto her hand. "Let's go."

"Wait… But…"

Qiao Mianmian was puzzled by what was happening around her as she was dragged along by him. "But it's not our turn yet. Why is there a private room for us?"

There were over a hundred people in the queue outside.

It would take at least an hour before it was their turn.

Mo Yesi was definitely not going to tell her that he just spent seven hundred thousand to get the private room.

If she knew, she would never agree to it.

"I'm not sure as well," he said nonchalantly with raised eyebrows. "I just checked with the boss if there were any private rooms available. She said yes and tasked the waiter to set it up."

Qiao Mianmian was speechless.

Just like that?

As they were heading to the private room, they passed by the front desk. Qiao Mianmian saw that the boss was doing the accounts at the cashier.