Yan Xinxin stared at the ticket in confusion, but didn't reach out to take it.
"This Saturday night, don't miss it."
Xu Nuo spoke softly and placed the ticket directly on Yan Xinxin's textbook.
He still carried that somber and distant air. After speaking, he turned and left.
"Yan Xinxin."
Before she had a chance to see clearly what kind of ticket Xu Nuo had given her, Mo Chuxi's low voice rang out like a demon.
"Yan Xinxin, you have twenty minutes to show up in front of me, or face the consequences on your own."
"Beep——"
His intimidating and threatening voice had barely passed through her ears when the call was abruptly hung up.
Yan Xinxin stood there holding her phone, stunned and slightly dazed.
It's over!
Mo Chuxi is definitely going to "teach" her a lesson!
Di Jue Financial Group.
Walking through the main door, Yan Xinxin's heart raced uncontrollably.
