"Ms. Yan said that if Madam wants to tell her, she will do so. If Madam doesn't tell her, I won't contact her without permission."
Liu Daqing suddenly felt very relieved.
At this time, what she needs is not a crying woman, shouting and shouting will not help, but will expose the target.
On Friday afternoon, Yan Xixi had just left the classroom when a group of boys gathered around her.
The leader was Li Xianzhen, a Korean boy who often chased him to the fitness club for sparring. Li Xianzhen whistled: "Yan, are you free tomorrow night?"
Yan Xixi was startled, and then she remembered what he had mentioned before, that there would be a very important cocktail party tomorrow night, and dignitaries from a large Korean conglomerate would be present.
"Yan, this opportunity is rare. I can only take one person with me. For you, I turned away several good brothers. They all accused me of focusing on sex over friends. It would be a pity if you don't go.
, It’s useless for others to beg me, I’m just keeping the chance for you.”
Yan Xixi was amused and laughed, but she didn't like Li Xianzhen's tone because he was too arrogant.
Lee Hyun-jin is a typical Korean man, with small eyes, a flat nose, and a arrogant tone. It is estimated that his family background is not bad after visiting Harvard, and it was only then that Yan Xixi noticed that he was actually covered in luxury goods.
He didn't care: "Yan Xixi, this opportunity is very rare. If you refuse, you will definitely regret it."
The male protagonists in Korean dramas are always gentle, domineering and dedicated, but in reality Korean men are particularly arrogant. Yan Xixi has discovered this a long time ago, so she paused slightly.
Li Xianzhen looked at her from head to toe.
Since the school opened, Yan Xixi has been wearing low-key denim jackets and the like, and she drives a very ordinary car. This is completely different from many high-profile rich girls in the Chinese circle who are wearing famous brands. He thought that Yan Xixi's family background must be ordinary.
No, the sense of superiority is overwhelming.
At this moment, a group of Asian girls came running over.
"Senior, I heard there is a cocktail party tomorrow night, please take us there..."
"Oppa, you promised me to come to see me last time, but you never came, so I had to come to you..."
There is a group of kawaii Japanese and Korean style girls. It is hard to tell whether they are Korean or Japanese. Moreover, some of them are obviously girls from other schools.
The Korean girls who have not had plastic surgery are indeed even more shocking. They all have small eyes with single eyelids. Among them, there is a tall girl who is also the most beautiful among them.
She has a high nose, which is the most typical in the Korean plastic surgery industry. She had a bone-cutting operation. At first glance, she probably had it based on Kim Tae Hee.
She took a very arrogant look at Yan Zhan, perhaps because she saw that she was surprisingly beautiful, and her tone was very hostile: "Is this woman Chinese?"
She spoke Korean, which Yan Xixi didn’t understand: “Oppa, why are you with this Chinese woman?”
"She is my Harvard classmate."
The girl couldn't believe it: "She can go to Harvard? Really?"
"Absolutely true."
The girl's eyes immediately showed great jealousy and suspicion. She looked up and down and said in Korean: "She had plastic surgery, right? Who did it?"
Li Xianzhen did not answer the question, but just blinked: "I have promised to take her."
"Oppa, how could you do this? You promised me a long time ago, and I came here specially just to be afraid that you would forget about it..."
