Making a Scene

Hearing these arrogant words, Yun Bixue's chopsticks paused. She looked up and exchanged a smile with Xie Limo—both of them knew that the said person had come.

They had just arrived in the capital. It was about time they face each other as well.

Yun Bixue took her napkin and wiped the corners of her mouth. She was not in a rush and remained graceful and lady-like.

Xie Limo poured a cup of water for Yun Bixue and said, "Drink some water first to soothe your throat."

Yun Bixue smiled warmly. She knew that she might talk a lot later, so she drank some water first to prevent herself from becoming thirsty later on.

When the person in charge of the restaurant had called the backer over, the service crew in the restaurant had secretly ushered the other customers out.

Among the people who came in, there were two middle-aged men standing in front. Both men wore suits and looked like reputable people. However, their gazes were arrogant and cold.