บท 110: Weirdo Feng Yu

"Sister Ya, let's just go. They're not worth our time and energy. Let's hurry up and try on the clothes!" A girl with slightly curly short hair said to Chen Ya.

Chen Ya shook off her hand and tried hard to suppress the anger in her heart. She stood in front of Mo Yan and asked, "Are you really not the one going tonight?"

Mo Yan rolled her eyes. "Why would I lie to you? Do you think I've nothing better to do?"

In the company, Mo Yan would more or less restrain herself, but since she was on a business trip, she didn't hold back at all. In any case, the two of them had already shed all pretense of cordiality, so she didn't mind angering Chen Ya further.

In the end, Chen Ya was dragged away by her two followers. When they dragged her away, Chen Ya's tightly clenched fists made Mo Yan raise her eyebrows. It was so scary! Please! Hmph!

Mo Yan snorted arrogantly, like a little fox that had won a war and was showing off everywhere.