After Ji Xuewen finished speaking, he looked around and felt something was wrong.

Where is this cruise ship?

High-end cocktail party.

The people who come and go are either rich or noble.

If this goes wrong...

not to mention.

Qiao Yu is so eye-catching.

You know, that's an intern.

Those who didn’t know thought he was a young master from some family.

Standing next to the crowd, it would be strange not to get involved with those young models and stars.

"Excuse me, can I sit here?"

Suddenly, a gentle voice interrupted Ji Xuewen's thoughts.

He turned around and met a pair of pure and innocent eyes.

She is a little girl, not very old, only seventeen or eighteen years old.

Wearing a long white dress, her face was red.

Ji Xuewen was ready to refuse without even thinking.

"Long time no see. I didn't expect you to be here."

The little girl spoke again.

This time, his voice was a little lower, and he grabbed the hem of his skirt with his little hands, his face turned red and he kept looking at Qiao Yu.

Ji Xuewen: "..."

He swallowed the words of rejection in his throat, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses unintentionally, and asked.

"Do you know the school girl?"

"No! No!"

Qiao Yu's eyes widened and sweat started to flow.

I really know people.

Prince Qiao had a photographic memory, and he knew he had met the person when he was entertaining Mr. Xu.

Not only did we meet, but we also drank together!

Last time, Wen Su's boy Baba came over to accompany him for drinks, and it was also because of him.

But Qiao Yu never expected that he would meet an acquaintance in Chongqing!

If this is discovered, so be it!

"I'm not a school girl, I just... know..."

The little girl stammered, her voice was trembling, and she almost cried.

God knows how much courage she mustered up.

She really didn't expect that the prince of the Qiao family was here.

Last time, when the sisters formed a party, she went without thinking. She didn't expect that she would be accompanying him for a drink. She deliberately refused, but she didn't want to accompany the young prince of the Qiao family.

Thinking of the last time, the little girl blushed again, but seeing Qiao Yu trying his best to deny it, she felt a little helpless and aggrieved.

This pitiful appearance, in the eyes of a group of greasy old men, could not be controlled.

"Come, come, come and sit."

"Mr. Ji never messes with women."

"That's right, this is Mr. Wang. The computer mall across the street from the Financial Center is opened by Mr. Wang."

A few people helped me out.

The old man sitting in the center stretched out his big fat hands and waved.

"Why are you talking about this?"

He stood up and walked to the little girl.

"If you can have a drink, come over and have a drink with your brother Wang."

The round palms stretched out into the air, naturally wanting to hug the person.

But just as he made a move, he was grabbed tightly by a hand.

These hands have distinct joints and are as white as jade.

It was obviously just a simple action, but it suddenly solidified the atmosphere on the field.

"She doesn't know you."

A clear voice spoke from the side, light and without any intimidation.

Mr. Wang's fat face became angry, obviously he didn't hide the interruption, and when he saw the speaker, his voice had a lot of confidence.

"Let me go, kid!"

Qiao Yu didn't move, the strength between his fingers was as steady as a rock.

"She doesn't know you."

The boy repeated again, and she took a step forward, her eyes serious and serious.

That’s okay!

The bosses who come to socialize are all sponsors, and they can catch the attention of a bunch of young rich second generations. Their social status is something that ordinary people will never be able to catch up with for most of their lives.
Chapter completed!