Although Chu Xinyue had always known about him and Lan Yurou, she couldn't bear to witness the two of them entangled in person!
"Forget it, let's go back, Xiaotao."
Chu Xinyue felt that she couldn't handle the scene she might see inside, so she turned around and headed for the elevator.
Xiaotao wasn't willing to leave just like that; she glared at the room with eyes burning with anger, seemingly able to pierce a hole through the door.
Hmph! Vixen! How dare she seduce the young master!
The Second Miss is too embarrassed to confront them, fine, then I'll do it for her!
Xiaotao casually picked up a vase from the hallway and hid behind the door before pressing the doorbell!
"Who is it—"
From the suite came a woman's impatient and languid voice!
This voice, surely it was Lan Yurou.
Xiaotao felt even more spiteful, gripping the vase tighter!
Light footsteps slowly approached.
Inside the room, Lan Yurou glanced through the peephole but didn't see anyone, which puzzled her.
