C142 The Prelude to the Conspiracy

Loong Yujun wrapped his arm around Yih Tianxi's shoulder as they headed upstairs, leaving Lu Jiameng fuming and stomping her foot in frustration. Steward Tian approached her politely, "Miss Lu, please."

"You..." Lu Jiameng was infuriated. Yujun's attitude was already hard to swallow, and now even a steward dared to speak to her like this.

"Who do you think you are