The woman flicked the cigarette butt between her fingers and said with a look of contempt, "This is the Independent Continent. Is this a place where people like them can be so arrogant? Who are they pretending to be?"
Top circles such as Nan Ling, Daniel, Ross and Ji Nan...
People in that circle have come into contact with Qiao Nian directly or indirectly, and they probably know how deep Qiao Nian's background is and how difficult it is to mess with.
But the Independent Continent has more than just the top circles. There are many large and small circles below the top circles. The contacts in these circles are relatively limited, and the information does not circulate as fast as in the top circles.
So much so that some people don’t even know Qiao Nian.
"Keep your voice down. I see Qingfeng cares about them very much." A man kindly advised her.
The woman didn't appreciate it and crushed her cigarette butt, saying unhappily, "Aren't all you men like that? You can't move when you see a young and beautiful woman. What? Did you see that yellow man too?"
"That's not what I meant." The man retorted irritably.
She stood up, took the wine glass in front of her, and said to the people at her table: "Wait, I'll get your phone number!"
As she spoke, she walked gracefully towards Qiao Nian and their table.
The two tables were not far apart.
The woman walked over to Qiao Nian's table in just a few steps. She was not at all nervous and pulled a high chair and sat down.
She smiled and raised the glass filled with liquor in her hand and looked straight at Qiao Nian: "Sister, where are you from? You are very pretty. Let me toast you a glass."
Xue Zhu and Xu Yi both stopped talking and looked at her as if she were a ghost.
I don't understand where this guy came from.
Why did he come here and act drunk
Fortunately, I found you, Qiao Nian.
The girl lowered her eyebrows, her extremely long eyelashes covering her pupils, her slender fingers pinched the edge of the goblet in front of her, and she leaned back lazily: "I can't drink."
The woman who was originally smiling and holding the wine glass to toast suddenly looked unhappy and swallowed it quickly.
She suddenly raised her head and drank the wine in her hand in front of the three people, then turned the cup over to Qiao Nian, signaling Qiao Nian to look at her until there was not a drop left. "I'll drink first as a sign of respect."
This attitude seems to imply that "If Qiao Nian doesn't drink today, he is not giving her face."
Even Xue Zhu and Xu Yi were surprised by her aggressive attitude.
But she herself hadn't noticed the sudden silence in the air, and was still standing there arrogantly, staring at the girl who was sitting still.
"Sister, I've already drunk it first as a sign of respect. You won't refuse to give me this face, right?"
Qiao Nian was probably annoyed by her.
Raise your eyes.
There was no trace of emotion in her clear eyes. She placed her hands on the back of the chair, leaned sideways, and said in a frivolous tone, "Well, I won't give it to you."
—You won’t deny me this face, will you
—Well, no.
The woman didn't react at first, but when she came to her senses, her pretty face started shaking and her face turned purple with anger, and she was about to explode.
Nan Ling came over, patted her from behind, and said politely with a gentlemanly face, "Can you give up your seat?"
The woman turned around and saw Nan Ling. She was stunned for a moment, looking confused. She looked back at Qiao Nian suspiciously, then at Nan Ling. Her expression was hard to describe: "Mr. Nan, do you know her?"
Nan Ling had been looking at Qiao Nian the whole time, paying almost no attention to her: "Yeah, I know her."
"Oh, so you're Young Master Nan's friend." The woman stood up angrily and made way.
She also looked at Qiao Nian several times, as if she wanted to see what charm a girl with yellow skin and black hair had that could attract men like Shen Qingfeng and Nan Ling to surround her...
(End of this chapter)