85 A Weird Obsession

'Private Meeting?' Lily raised an eyebrow at the woman's words. She closely examined Mu Qingling who was looking straight at Zhuo Jingren. The woman was flowing with confidence, her back was straight and poised, as if she had a lot of practice perfecting the proper posture.

"I don't remember you," Zhuo Jingren said before he turned to Lily. "Let's go change your clothes."

"Alright." Lily nodded before she flashed a smile at Mu Qingling. Then Zhuo Jingren led her to the restroom. His hand rested on her waist, pulling her closer as if he was guarding her.

"I can see that you have a lot of women on your coattails, Mr. Zhuo," she whispered at Zhuo Jingren's ears as she tilted her head so she could see the look on Mu Qingling's face behind them. The woman was still looking at them and even smiling but her eyes were sending a different message in Lily's way.