"Go ahead if you are told! I don't believe how difficult it is to get something to eat or a glass of wine, and you have to ask someone for advice. Are you born with no brains, or are you deliberately annoying me - don't put on a show
You look like an idiot and it makes you sick!"
The girl spoke again, arrogant and cunning.
Before Ye Jiaojiao could react, she reached out and pinched her nose, frowned, and fanned her with her other hand.
Still looking disgusted.
"It stinks so much. How much perfume are you wearing on your body? It stinks so much!"
The girl pouted cutely and suddenly reached out to grab Lin Xing who was watching the show: "Standing with her, the air becomes filthy! Lin Xing, come with me over there, I don't want to be with my goddaughter who is in heat."
'Stay together - dirty!'
Her last words were particularly cruel.
It was as if Ye Jiaojiao's coat had been taken off in front of everyone!
But Ye Jiaojiao was able to keep her composure, and still maintained her gentle, weak and pitiable appearance, as if she had suffered a lot of grievances.
It's a pity that no one appreciated her performance.
"Go sit over there for a while, I'll be busy later!"
Holding Bao Jinghan in his arms, Lu Yan led everyone to the rest area on the other side.
Leave Ye Jiaojiao alone...
*
Outside the theater lounge door, there was a burst of extremely fast footsteps.
"Knock knock——"
The footsteps stopped, and the man opened the door and walked in.
An old man with white hair and beard was sitting on the sofa, reading something.
"master!"
"Well... why are you here?" Taking off his gold-rimmed eyes, the old man turned his face slightly, with a hint of worry in his eyes: "Is it Xiao Xiner..."
"The young lady was having a good time with Master Lin Xing and others. I'm here to report to you that we found this among the donations——"
The visitor respectfully handed over the donation card he was holding in his hand.
The old man reached out to take it, put on his glasses again, and held the card slightly closer.
But when he saw the beautiful words clearly, his hands shook suddenly, and his eyes suddenly changed!
*
The evening breeze is gentle.
Bo Jinghan followed Lu Yan to the rest area of the infield.
Before reaching the sofa chair, the unruly little girl stopped me: "Cynthia, you are from our circle! I always feel that, like us, you have a kind of... arrogance of a successor!"
Smiling lightly, Bo Jinghan did not answer her question.
Instead, he raised his glass to her and said, "I like your straightforwardness."
"But I don't like you because Lin Xing thinks you are better than me!"
With her chin raised, the unruly little girl quickly glanced sideways at the man next to her.
It's like a warning, like a demonstration.
"Xiao Xin'er, don't make such nonsense!"
Looking at Lu Yan's face, Lin Xing quickly grabbed the little female companion and rubbed the top of her hair like a child.
He turned to look at Bao Jinghan, smiled apologetically, and was about to speak, but was blocked by Lu Yan's voice.
"Come here, let me introduce to you - Ji Yueze, a professional racing driver. Qiao Shukuang, the head of the Asian region of Qiao Industrial..."
After simply saying hello to each other, Bo Jinghan was able to blend in.
But she soon felt that there was a very subtle tension between the four men.
They seem to have no connection, but they seem to be closer than others.
And what surprised her the most was that these people seemed to be...
"Cynthia, can you please give me a favor and dance with me?"
While joking, Qiao Shukuang suddenly extended an invitation to her, staring at her with interest, like...looking at another prey!
