She looks about the same age as Qiao Jin.

She is also a young girl with a delicate appearance, and she has makeup on her face at this time, which is pleasing to the eye.

However, what is noticeable is her voice.

Her voice was so nice to hear it was like a yellow oriole in a mountain stream, and her voice was as crisp as spring water, with a kind of trembling sound of ding ding dong dong.

Just unconsciously like her voice, this kind of voice is extremely suitable to be a voice actress.

Even without special inflections, it can seduce a large number of people.

So that the voice is too good, but I feel that the delicate but not beautiful face in front of me is a bit unworthy of such a voice.

Qiao Jin didn't feel anything special. She glanced at the girl in front of her and saw the nameplate on her chest: Fan Zhaoyao.

Swagger?

This is a bad word. What kind of parents would give their daughter such a name?

Or maybe it just has other meanings, maybe it is too much.

Qiao Jin smiled: "Okay, you can introduce it to me."

Seeing her consent, Fan Zhao acted very friendly. He breathed a sigh of relief immediately and politely introduced her to the hotel’s special cuisine.

Many others saw them when they were talking.

Among them is a group of rich second-generation groups sitting far away and dining.

Although all of them looked polite and were eating, looking at the evil smiles on their faces, you should know that this group of people in front of them are not ordinary second-generation rich people who can play.

One of the slightly fat boys said to one of the boys with the most elegant dining etiquette: "Su Yun, his face is cold when facing you, but he smiles happily when facing others."

The fat man pressed his chin in the direction of Fan Zhao Yao, and the boy named Su Yun paused and looked at Fan Zhao Yao.

In an instant, I saw the sweet look of Fan Zhaoyao smiling at Qiao Jin, and I immediately thought of the reluctance on her face when she came to greet them just now. It was indeed a little uncomfortable.

"Don't tell me anything else, the girl just grew up...that temperament..."

The fat man looked at Qiao Jin, with a trace of obsession in his eyes: "A good-looking girl."

As soon as he finished saying this, someone next to him suddenly changed his face and pinched a fat man's arm: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't want to die. Do you know who she is? The girlfriend of the Song family."

The fat man's expression also changed: "The Song family? Is the Song family that I think?"

"Otherwise?" The person who spoke didn't dare to lift his head, and he didn't dare to look at Qiao Jin: "How many Song Clan in the Imperial City are worthy of our fear?"

The fat man's face turned pale, and he didn't dare to look at Qiao Jin immediately, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

They are a bunch of mischievous rich second generations, but they also know that some people cannot be offended.

The Song family belonged to a family they hadn't touched, but it did not affect a family they had heard of.

The people inside are like thunder.

Although I have never heard of Mu's family, the term Song's girlfriend is enough.

Suddenly the fat man was glad that no one heard what he said just now.

The boy named Su Yun didn't listen, but he didn't pay attention to Qiao Jin, even if Qiao Jin looked much more eye-catching than Fan.

His eyes were still watching Fan Zhaoyao, hiding some plunder that was bound to be won.

Smiling at others and being indifferent to yourself are all habitual.

Thinking of this, Su Yun turned his head.

On the other side, no one noticed that Qiao Jin's eyes rolled over here.