1662. Mu Anran's Backup Plan
She extended her right hand, her fingertip almost poking Mu Anran's face, "Mu Anran, you bitch. I warn you, if anything happens at tonight's banquet, I'll never let you off."
Mu Anran shrugged, lifted the juice in her hand again, and shook it towards her, "Good luck!"
"Damn it!"
As the person in charge of the banquet, Mu Xue couldn't sit idly by and had to grab her dress and hurriedly walked towards the door.
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When Nie Xiaoxun was arm in arm with Gu Yichen ready to re-enter the banquet, they suddenly heard hurried footsteps behind them.
She didn't have time to turn around before someone bumped heavily into her shoulder.
"Ah!"
Nie Xiaoxun exclaimed softly, instinctively stumbling to the side.
Gu Yichen reacted quickly, wrapping an arm around her slim waist, preventing her from falling to the ground.
Nie Xiaoxun just barely steadied herself, then angrily turned to look.
She saw two disheveled middle-aged people hurriedly running away.
