"You." The fire in Alisa's eyes was about to burn the place down. She slapped the table, stood up, and was about to curse at Chen Meng'er. However, as soon as she stood up, she noticed that because she had slapped the table too loudly just now, many people in the hall were looking in their direction.
Outside, Alisa, who had always paid attention to her image, could only suppress the anger in her heart toward Chen Meng'er and sit down. After Alisa sat down, she took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. She told herself that she had to stay calm and not fall into Chen Meng'er's trap. Yuwen Jing would come over later. When that time came, it would not be good if he saw her current appearance.
"Chen Meng'er, I don't have time to have afternoon tea with you today and chat. If you want to have afternoon tea with me, let's do it another day." Alisa put away her vixen appearance and returned to her usual socialite appearance in front of everyone.
