Zhao Jinxiu suddenly smiled and finished the wine in her glass. "I'll drink this cup of chicken soup."
Le Yao smiled. She really liked Qian Meiqi's relatives. Whether they were rich or officials, they were very understanding. People with upright values could not be bad.
"Actually, at the banquet that day, I thought you liked Nangong Jue."
"Haha." Zhao Jinxiu laughed. "I just wanted to see your reaction back then. In the end, Sir Jue's reaction surprised me." As she spoke, she leaned closer. "He must have fallen in love with you."
Le Yao suddenly shivered. "Don't scare me."
"Haha…" Zhao Jinxiu laughed. "You're so fun."
Le Yao was speechless.
Young Lady Zhao was toxic!
After Han Xueqian entered the bathroom, she took out her phone and sent a message. After receiving a reply, she came out to wash her hands and returned to the private room.
