Mu Jiu's handsome and rugged face was tinged with red—
Damn it, he, Mu Jiu, had been a hero all his life, he had never bowed or acted subservient to anyone!
This time, he had been outplayed by Su Ruanruan.
Old Man Mu's face was black with anger.
Mother Mu was not pleased, nudging him: "Jiu-boy, what did we agree on when we came here?"
Old Man Mu's face turned even redder, and he growled: "Then let's proceed exactly as planned!"
It was the first time the media journalists had seen Old Man Mu like this, and they couldn't help but laugh.
Old Man Mu reluctantly looked at Bao Jingyan, who was sitting on the sofa, and said, "Young Master Bao, I was wrong last time, please forgive my impertinence!"
He made a slight bow, which counted as an apology.
Bao Jingyan certainly wasn't going to let this rare occasion pass.
