In the end, nearly every woman in the private room wore a look of disappointment. They had thought that coming today would be a good opportunity to cozy up to the president and perhaps even get the chance to climb into his bed...
But looking at the situation now, it seemed difficult to even exchange a single word with the president.
After lingering for a while longer, seeing that Mo Nanjue maintained a cold expression and that nobody dared to provoke him, everyone exchanged a few pleasantries and then returned to their respective private rooms.
Once everyone had left, the door to the restroom inside the private room suddenly opened, and Pei Ruoshui, wearing a violet dress, walked out.
She was drying her hands with a paper towel, her eyes wide with surprise, "Oh my God, I just went to the bathroom, why has everyone left?"
Mo Nanjue sat on the sofa, giving her a cold glance before shifting his gaze away.
