Zhou Jiayi has always been timid and afraid of getting into trouble, so she quickly pulled Xu Nanxing's hand and whispered: "You'd better leave quickly, she looks terrible when she's angry."
Xu Nanxing patted the back of her hand.
Her beautiful eyes fell on Mrs. Zhou again, her red lips pursed lightly: "You are hurting people on purpose."
Xu Nanxing's tone was gentle, but there was a hint of coldness and dominance.
Shen Sijue sighed.
This silly girl, does she know what she is doing?
Mrs. Zhou is a famous... shrew in Kyoto.
Xu Nanxing's eyes were cold, without any trace of fear.
Although Mrs. Zhou was angry, she did not get angry immediately. She asked Zhou Jiayi coldly: "Is she your friend?"
"I..." Faced with Mrs. Zhou's cold question, Zhou Jiayi was afraid.
Xu Nanxing sighed softly.
How could such a weak woman be an opponent?
"You are the eldest lady of the Zhou family. You can tell outside reporters at any time what kind of life you are living at home."
These words instantly ignited Mrs. Zhou's anger.
She suddenly lost her composure: "No matter who you are, this is our Zhou family's business, please get out."
Xu Nanxing smiled: "What if I have to take care of it?"
Mrs. Zhou suddenly became furious and raised her hands angrily.
Xu Nanxing did not expect Mrs. Zhou to behave out of control like this, so she subconsciously raised her hand to stop her.
The delicate wrist was scratched with blood by Mrs. Zhou's long nails.
Xu Nanxing let out a cry of pain.
Mrs. Zhou always spoke her mind in the Zhou family, but did not hit Xu Nanxing, so she raised her hand again.
A powerful force brought Xu Nanxing behind him, and Shen Sijue stood in front of Mrs. Zhou.
He was guessing in his mind about the relationship between the two.
He quickly pushed his wife away.
With a smile on his face, he said, "Master Shen, when did you arrive? I'm telling you a joke."
Shen Sijue's handsome face was expressionless.
The black pupils were like eagles, falling on Xu Nanxing's scratched arm.
A gleam of coldness surged in his eyes.
"Master Shen, you are a distinguished guest. I will take you to sit downstairs."
Zhou Qiang's tone was obviously flattering and flattering.
Sir Shen ignored her and approached Mrs. Zhou.
As he got closer, Mrs. Zhou felt a wave of anger that made it difficult to breathe.
"Shen...Master Shen, you..."
Shen Sijue leaned forward slightly, raised his thin lips coldly, and his voice sounded like it was fished out of a cold pool, ringing in Mrs. Zhou's ears: "My people, you can't move."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zhou's exquisite makeup changed instantly, and she was enveloped in panic.
When Zhou Qiang saw this, his heart skipped a beat.
Shen Sijue's defense of Xu Nanxing made him realize that his plan was in trouble.
But after all, he had been in the mall for many years, so Zhou Qiang immediately adjusted his mood: "You two, please come downstairs."
Xu Nanxing didn't want to make the matter a big deal, so he walked up to Zhou Jiayi and said, "Make yourself strong, otherwise you will always be the one who is stepped on."
After saying that, she turned and left the room.
Shen Sijue didn't stay long and left with him.
Mrs. Zhou couldn't help but glared at Zhou Jiayi fiercely: "We'll settle the accounts after the banquet."
A group of people came downstairs.
Zhou Jiayi was arranged to sit next to Shen Sijue.
Zhou Qiang's intention is very obvious.
He kept winking at Zhou Jiayi.
Xu Nanxing smiled, with a touch of contempt on her red lips.
He really looks like a pimp.
"Jiayi, please stay with Master Shen, he is today's distinguished guest."
Zhou Qiang said, with warning in his eyes.
Zhou Jiayi bit her lip lightly.
At Zhou Qiang's suggestion, she pursed her red lips and said, "Master Shen, I...I'll pour you some wine."
Shen Sijue raised his eyebrows and looked up: "No need."
The voice was cold and without any warmth.
"Come, I'll get it for you."
Zhou Qiang stood up and walked to Shen Sijue.
Xu Nanxing was disgusted by his flattery and turned around to leave.
He walked to the corner and called Feng Qing, but no one turned off the phone, which surprised Xu Nanxing.
After calling several times in succession, the last sound that rang in my ears was the sound of the phone shutting down.
Xu Nanxing had a dark look on his face.
You asked me to wait at the banquet, but he refused to accompany you. Feng Qing, you have the guts.
Xu Nanxing returned to the banquet helplessly.
When she was about to leave, a man stood in front of her.
The man was dressed in a dark suit and had gold-rimmed glasses on his face. He looked gentle and elegant, but...Xu Nanxing felt the evil look in his eyes.
"Sir, what's the matter?"
Xu Nanxing asked coldly.
Man sends business card.
Xu Nanxing politely caught it, but felt the man's hand lightly scratch his palm.
She frowned.
Was it accidental?
"My name is Lu Wenlong. Miss, do you want to meet me?"
Xu Nanxing said calmly: "Xu Nanxing."
"Are you Xu Nanxing? The Xu Nanxing who used to live in Yecheng?"
Xu Nanxing was slightly startled.
Some unexpected men actually recognize themselves.
"You know me?"
The man smiled, but there was a hint of evil in his smile: "You are the mistress of the Shen family. Since you are in Kyoto now, why not... accompany me, how about you? Don't worry, I will not treat you badly."