She blamed it all on Qiao Ruoxi and thought that Mu Yunli had not done a good job.
"Mr. Mu, this is how you repay me?"
She had informed him of Qiao Ruoxi's whereabouts so that he could hold her back and not send her into Feng Yunan's arms.
"Then what can I do? The man is already in Miss Wen's hands. Aren't you the same?"
Mu Yunli understood what she meant, but this was not something he could control. Plans could not keep up with changes.
Wen Ke'er's face turned pale. It was too late to say anything now.
She turned to look at Feng Yunan and Qiao Ruoxi and realized that they were dancing together intimately. It really made her gnash her teeth in hatred.
Qiao Ruoxi instinctively wanted to keep a safe distance from him. "Mr. Feng, aren't you being too ungentlemanly?"
Feng Yunan lowered his eyes and saw the girl's fair and smooth little face and delicate nose.