Two phone calls had ruined Wu Xiuyuan's otherwise good mood.
She opened the door and headed to the Night Bar, seething with anger.
Twenty minutes later, Wu Xiuyuan stood at the entrance of the Night Hotel.
"Take me to Ma Wenbo."
She found a waiter and said coldly.
Ma Wenbo was a regular at the bar, almost everyone working there knew this rich second generation.
Guided by the waiter, Wu Xiuyuan quickly met Ma Wenbo.
"Ma Wenbo!"
"You must explain this to me, why are you framing me!"
Upon seeing Ma Wenbo, Wu Xiuyuan could no longer restrain her anger.
Ma Wenbo revealed a mocking smile.
"Heh, framing?"
"Are you saying that the beating I got at the hotel today was fake?"
"Don't give me that nonsense. See these bottles of alcohol? Drink them all, and I'll have Director Wang cancel your suspension immediately."
Looking at the woman in front of him, Ma Wenbo's eyes were filled with lust.