"Miss Wen, at 2:30, there's another transaction. Muxi asked me to ask if you'd like to come along?"
"I'm not going..."
Wen Xin coldly responded, lay back on the bed, covered herself with the blanket, and continued to sleep; she was so tired...
Mu Bei looked at the tightly shut door, swallowed hard, and turned with a faint expression to go downstairs, ready to relay Wen Xin's decision to Muxi.
From the moment Wen Xin had made her request, he had guessed her purpose. After successfully tormenting Muxi, it was too normal for Wen Xin to not want to be involved in their dealings.
When Muxi heard Mu Bei's words, he looked up at him with tightly furrowed brows, only then realizing that something was amiss.
"Mu Bei, did you know from the beginning that Miss Wen wasn't interested in the transaction? Was her sole purpose in coming just to play around?"