C171 Is Your Arm Dislocated

Zhao Xinyue's arm was still awkwardly raised in the air, while the crowd's gaze followed Mu Chen's footsteps and fixed onto it.

Cheng Bao'er looked at Mu Chen, who was walking straight towards her. She felt nervous, even her palms were covered in cold sweat.

Actually, Cheng Bao'er was currently conflicted in her heart.

Since she wanted Mu Chen to sit beside her