mu yiling was truly a little shocked.
even though mu weiwei was still an immature little girl who often made mistakes, he did not expect that his sister, who had been taught the etiquette of a socialite since she was young, could actually say such words in public.
he was stunned for a few seconds. by the time he regained his senses, he saw that mu weiwei had lifted the hem of her dress and was walking quickly toward the washroom in her high heels.
when she walked, she used a lot of strength, and her sharp and thin heels knocked against the ground, making a clear tapping sound.
"what did wei wei eat this morning? how anxious must he be to walk so hard? why didn't he say so earlier?" mu yiling shook his head.
since the two of them were sitting in the inner seats, they had to pass through a long row of seats in order to get to the bathroom.