The man outside seemed to be in a hurry, constantly tugging at the woman's clothing.
Then the two of them embraced and tumbled onto the couch.
Suggestive and vulgar sounds came from outside.
The woman gasped, "Yu, Young Master Yu, don't be in such a hurry, take it easy, take it easy!"
The man's voice was muffled and deep, "You little slut, isn't this excitement what you like?"
"But... but Assistant Lin is right outside, isn't this kind of inappropriate for us, mhm—"
Mu Anran's blood rushed to her head: This is, this is simply shameless!
With one strong push, she flung the door open.
"Ah!"
"Who are you? Why are you here?" The woman, trying to fix her clothes, attempted to stand up with wobbly legs.
The man was in the throes of excitement when the woman suddenly pulled away, which annoyed him greatly, irritably he sat up.
When their eyes met, Mu Anran was taken aback.
It was, it was the man she had beaten up on the first floor!
