Shen Zhiyue couldn't believe it no matter what.
With the extent of Mu Zhenzhen's hatred toward her, could she even stomach food upon seeing her?
It was clear from the way she went crazy yesterday.
Mu Zhenzhen's hatred for her was a flame that could never be extinguished.
"Shen Zhiyue, I've lost," Mu Zhenzhen seemed to sigh, "Before I leave, there are some things I want to say to you."
"Leave, to where?"
Shen Zhiyue's eyes lit up.
Was this woman finally willing to leave Xingyuan?
But she owed Xingyuan so much money, could she really leave?
"If you want to know, come to Paris No.7 Restaurant, I'm waiting for you here."
As soon as Mu Zhenzhen finished speaking, she hung up the phone.
Shen Zhiyue looked at her phone with a dark expression.
What the hell was this bitch up to?
But with Mu Zhenzhen's weak character, what tricks could she possibly play?
Perhaps she'd just throw another cup of water at her and then vanish forever from Rong City.