Su Ping shifted his gaze from the two people before him to Dong Muyun, who had appeared out of nowhere, his expression turning strange.
"What are you doing here?"
Dong Muyun's foxlike eyes held a smile Su Ping had never seen before.
"Listen to yourself. I have my own room here, you know. I can come back whenever I feel like it. We agreed on that back then!"
They had indeed agreed on that. During the handover, this woman had said that she would retain permanent use of the room at the very top.
But you're not some idle loafer wandering the streets! You're Queen Dong of the Skycloud Group!
Don't you have work to do?
Obviously, however, these were not things to say or questions to ask right now.
And just as obviously, someone else was unwilling to keep watching them talk.
"Excuse me, what exactly happened to my son? How are you going to take responsibility?"
Su Ping turned his gaze back to the woman, whose expression was equally unpleasant.
Clearly, the fact that Su Ping was still in the mood to "flirt" here at a time like this had made her extremely impatient.
The man beside her, however, was another matter.
Ever since Dong Muyun appeared, his eyes had remained fixed on her. Beneath his relatively respectable facade, there seemed to be a trace of greed he could not conceal.
Su Ping was just about to speak when Dong Muyun smiled.
"All right, what's the point of wasting time showing off and putting nobodies like these in their place? Leave it to the people below us! Don't worry. Old Guan did work under me before, after all. He won't get a raw deal. I came to see you today because I genuinely have something important to discuss."