Life of Luxury

"What?" Qiao Qiao furrowed her brows. "What did you say?"

"I said. Stop talking about this matter." Yu Jing said. As much as he wanted to sound as gentle as possible, he was not able to hide the scorn in his voice. Sometimes, Yu Jing wondered if Qiao Qiao is really dumb or pretending to be one.

Was it even possible that someone would be as dumb as her?

"Are you telling me what to do?" Qiao Qiao's sudden change of expression was surprising for Yu Jing. She had always been nice. She is not capable of raising her voice. She is kind and gentle.

Seeing this, Yu Jing immediately thought that she was already drunk.

"Qiao Qiao… why don't we go home?" he held her arm. "I think you have enough champagne."

"Let me go!" Qiao Qiao's face was scarlet red as she rose from her seat. She staggered, but she quickly composed herself. "Do you think… I wanted to come here?" she sneered.