C72 The Sentimental Drama of Jane Mengyan

"It's too late now. Please let me pass." Mu Yangyang's expression was cold, her clear and beautiful eyes contained a sense of indifference.

"Don't. Miss Mu, I haven't congratulated you yet. No matter what, you have to let me toast you."

It was at this moment that a staff member of the hotel walked over with a tray.

There were two glasses of wine in it