A wealthy man offered a 10 billion yuan betrothal gift, and I married him!

Looking at Mila's righteous and stern look, Liu Mu just felt that she was mentally retarded.

Since she made it to the finals, it shows that she has a high level of attainment in painting.

However, it is a pity that he has problems with his IQ.

Liu Mu shook his head gently and smiled calmly, "It's up to you."

Anyway, the invitation letter wasn't hers.

That "retarded person" can report however he wants.

Let Meng Shiting go find the idiot to get it himself later.

Anyway, she can't control it and doesn't want to control it.

Liu Mu was afraid that if he communicated with the mentally retarded for too long, his intelligence would be forcibly lowered.

She shrugged and turned to leave.

"Want to run? No way!"

After a burst of rapid "thumping" sounds of high heels, the familiar bag appeared again, blocking Liu Mu's way.

Liu Mu glanced at Mila's bag, and it felt like a thousand horses were running wildly in his heart.

She looked back, her eyes cold, "What do you want?"

Perhaps because he had been with Meng Shiting for too long, Liu Mu unconsciously became infected with the arrogance of a superior.

His serious look made Mila's body stiffen for a moment.

There is a fear that makes the soles of my feet cold.

Then remembering her purpose, Mila immediately forced herself to return to her original state.

"You just said, follow my lead. I'm going to report you, but how can I report you if you run away?"

Liu Mu crossed his arms over his chest and sneered, "Okay, I'll wait here, you go ahead."

"Okay, don't regret it!"

Mila walked in her high heels, her neck held high with pride, towards the staff member closest to them.

As she approached, she pointed in the direction of Liu Mu and chatted with them.

Liu Mu looked at Mila, who was like a clown, with an indifferent expression.

After a while, the staff there took action.

After all, if someone really sneaked into the venue, it would be no trivial matter.

They simply cannot bear this responsibility.

The staff member walked up to Liu Mu with a serious expression, "Madam, we have received a report that you forged an invitation letter to enter the venue. Please cooperate with us to verify it."

He spoke fluent English, so Liu Mu could naturally understand him.

She noticed that the invitation letter in the staff's hand was the one Mila snatched from her.

Liu Mu guessed that these low-level staff members were not of high enough rank and did not know the meaning of black and gold.

She responded simply, "Okay, no problem."

After all, there is no need to make things difficult for these workers.

"Okay, let's talk for a moment."

"Well, you lead the way."

Mila was confused.

Seeing Liu Mu acting so calmly, she always felt something was not right.

I took a step unconsciously to keep up with their pace.

The staff took Liu Mu to a lounge and then left.

Perhaps this matter is beyond his authority and he needs to report it to his superiors.

During this time, Mila was waiting outside.

She wanted to see with her own eyes what happened to Liu Mu.

Not long after, a middle-aged lady with blond hair and blue eyes, wearing a well-tailored dark suit and looking very capable, pushed the door and entered the lounge under the guidance of the staff.

Mila's eyes lit up immediately.

She knew this woman!

She is from the organizer and is responsible for the event's public relations.

She is also very famous in Country D and is a well-known iron lady in the public relations industry.

Mila's lips curled up and she thought: Liu Mu, you are finished now!

Once the PR Iron Lady shows up, won’t she be stripped down to her underwear?

By then, Liu Mu’s embarrassment will affect Meng Shiting and delay his business development in Country D.

Let’s see if he will still cherish this trouble-making lady!

Mila thinks she knows Meng Shiting very well.

He was very cold-hearted when he was a child.

Now, as a successful businessman, profit must be put first.

All love and romance are secondary.

Even though he does have some genuine feelings for Liu Mu now.

Once she infringes on Meng Shiting's interests, it will depend on whether she can keep her position!

Mila was certain that Meng Shiting would be like this.

Just as she was still fantasizing about how she would fill Liu Mu's position after she lost power.

Suddenly, bursts of laughter came from the house.

Mila, who originally had a smile on her face, was stunned at this moment.

After a while, there was movement at the door of the lounge.

The PR Iron Lady and Liu Mu walked out of the house together.

The grassroots staff member followed closely behind.

The two of them walked side by side, talking and laughing.

No one noticed Mila when they walked past her.

Just when the three of them walked a few steps away, Mila finally reacted and quickly followed.

His voice was also much more anxious. "Wait! What's wrong with you, the organizer? You are actually hanging out with someone who forged the invitation letter. Do you need to explain this to our contestants?"

The PR Iron Lady turned around first after hearing this.

After seeing Mila, the smile on her face disappeared.

Putting on a PR face, he asked, "Are you the one who reported this lady before?"

Mila puffed out her chest, "Yes, it's me."

The Iron Lady nodded, "In that case, it's time to give you an answer. We checked and found that this lady has a formal invitation letter."

Mila's eyes widened immediately. "What? How is this possible? That black and gold invitation is obviously forged. How can you lie with your eyes open?"

The Iron Lady really didn't understand why this man kept targeting Liu Mu.

But she also felt that she was not obliged to explain too much to Mila.

Compared to before, her expression was much more serious. "My dear contestant, the competition will begin soon. I advise you to get to your position as soon as possible."

Mila's eyes drifted back and forth between her and Liu Mu.

As if she had thought of something, she suddenly realized, "I understand. Did you collude with each other? I didn't expect that the famous iron lady in the public relations industry could be enslaved by money. Just wait, I'm going to report you!"

The Iron Lady and the staff behind her all frowned and looked at Mila as if she were a fool.

They have a rule that the identities of the judges cannot be revealed at will.

We must ensure fairness and justice at the finals.

Therefore, the staff will definitely not tell Mila that Liu Mu is a judge.

The Iron Lady's expression was even more sinister at this time. "Contestant, please don't make trouble unreasonably. If you make a big fuss, you may lose your place in the competition."

After all, slandering and defaming the judges of a competition is no small matter.

The organizers do have the right to do so.

But to Mila, it had a different meaning.

She suddenly sneered twice, "Alright, really, you guys are starting to threaten me, so don't blame me for being rude!"

When Liu Mu heard this, his brows furrowed involuntarily.

Unexpectedly, Mila ran away after saying this.

Rushing to the center of the venue, he deliberately raised his voice, "Everyone, come and see, the organizers are in cahoots with others. Just because I want to report them, they threatened to cancel my entry into the competition!"