402 Passive-Aggressive

"I mind." It was Zhuo Jingren. His face stern, staring straight at Lin Yu Yan. "Since you cannot make arrangements on the VIP table, then please add an extra seat on her non-VIP table. I will sit with my wife. I'm sure that is not a problem, right?"

"Jingren... this..." Lin Yu Yan's face lost its color as she bit her lips, she looked at Lily, who was surprisingly just smiling at her. Was she mocking her current state? "I'm afraid I cannot do that. Everything had been arranged beforehand. It was just a three-hour event anyway. It would not be that bad,.?" Seeing the distaste in Zhuo Jingren's face, Lin Yu Yan's eyes started to redden. It was lucky that no one was following Zhuo Jingren and Lily at this moment. Or she could not imagine the amount of embarrassment that she will get.