The Rebirth of the National Goddess

Chapter 21: mistress style

  Chapter 21 Mistress Demeanor

  Mo Zhixuan didn't speak, just looked at everything downstairs with interest.

   The accusations here became louder and louder, and Zhou Keting's face became paler.

   When did a pampered rich and wealthy daughter experience such a battle, she could only turn her eyes to Qian Jiayi for help, after all, she didn't say anything to stand up for Qian Jiayi.

   Qian Jiayi turned a blind eye to Zhou Keting's help, and even moved her footsteps to keep a safe distance from Zhou Keting.

   What an idiot, his speech is not filtered by his brain. All the dignitaries are present tonight. It would be bad if he was implicated.

   Seeing this, the corners of Chu Jin's mouth evoked a shallow arc, thinking how strong their friendship was, but it turned out to be nothing more than that.

Just when Zhou Keting was disheartened, Zhao Yiling walked towards this side with steps, with a dignified smile on her face, quite like a mistress of the house, "Ladies and gentlemen. We are really sorry, my sister is too young and she speaks wildly, and I hope you ladies don't mind and give her a chance to reform."

   After the words fell, he slowly bent down and bowed, "I'm here to accompany the ladies here instead of her."

  Beautiful, dignified, generous, and generally knowledgeable, this is the first impression these ladies have on Zhao Yiling.

Zhao Yiling's voice just fell, and the crowd immediately cast an admiring look. It was not a big deal at first, but the daughter of the Zhou family was too blind to see, and the pestle was like a stick and didn't know to apologize .

   At this moment, since people with general knowledge have stood up, they are naturally willing to go down this step.

  Otherwise, it would seem that they are too preoccupied with each other. After all, they are all powerful people.

   Zhou Keting on the side immediately cast a grateful look to Zhao Yiling, she whispered with a pale face: "Sister Zhao..."

   At this moment, Zhao Yiling is her last life-saving straw.

   Zhao Yiling smiled slightly, grabbed Zhou Keting's wrist, and looked like a good sister, and said softly: "Come on, Sister Zhou, hurry up and apologize to the ladies."

   Zhou Keting had the backbone, and immediately stabilized, she bowed deeply, "It's all little girls who don't choose to say anything, ladies and gentlemen, please forgive me."

   All the ladies generously chose to forgive Zhou Keting.

   At the same time, there were voices of praise from the crowd.

   "As expected of the daughter of the Zhao family, this bearing and demeanor are really not comparable to ordinary people."

  Others nodded in agreement.

   Not far away, Li Ruyu and Zhao Shendong nodded in satisfaction. Li Ruyu's eyes fell on the railing on the second floor unintentionally, and the corner of his mouth raised a smug arc.

  There, is a good viewing point.

  If she saw it right, Li Hanjiang was standing there just now.

  Qian Jiayi bit her lip in annoyance, regretting why she didn't lend a helping hand to Zhou Keting just now.

   Otherwise, she should be the one to be praised now.

  Chu Jin raised his eyebrows slightly, it seemed that Zhao Yiling still had some brains.

   A farce ended in the most perfect way.

  Chu Jin picked up a glass of red wine, the red liquid looked really beautiful under the light of the crystal lamp, she lowered her eyes and gently sniffed at the mouth of the glass.

  Lafite in 1982, the Zhao family really made a lot of money.

  The atmosphere of the banquet hall was always too dull. Chu Jin took a step and planned to go to the back garden of the hotel to get some air. According to the banquet process, the old man of the Zhao family would not come out for at least half an hour.

   After leaving the banquet hall, Chu Jin walked all the way in the direction of the back garden. Before taking a few steps, a yin and yang female voice sounded behind him, "Chu Jin! Stop for me!"

   looked back, it was Zhou Keting with an angry face.

   "What?" Chu Jin's mouth curled into a shallow arc, "Miss Zhou thinks it's not enough to be ashamed? Do you want to lose it again?"

   That arc is too bright and too flamboyant.

   Seeing that Zhou Keting's eyes were about to burst into flames, if it wasn't for this little bitch, how could she lose face in front of those ladies tonight.

   She has always been used to bullying Chu Jin. At this time, she raised her right hand without thinking, wanting to give Chu Jin a lesson.

  Chu Jin slowly raised his eyes, opened his red lips lightly, and slowly spit out two words, "Idiot."

   Immediately raised her right hand, she pinched Zhou Keting's falling wrist, then folded it gently, 'clicking'.

   The sound of a dislocated bone.

   After doing this, Chu Jin clapped the dust that didn't exist on his hands, gave Zhou Keting a sidelong glance, and said lightly: "If you don't want your hands to be destroyed like this, save your energy and go to the hospital!"

   Immediately, he turned and left.

   Zhou Keting hated looking at Chu Jin's leaving back, holding the arm of her right hand with her left hand. The sudden pain in her heart made her face distorted instantly.

   She didn't understand how a person who had been a waste for 18 years could have such explosive power.

   If a waste has such a graceful appearance, then there is really no place for her to stand in this capital in the future.

   Chu Jin here just turned around, but his footsteps froze in the next second.

   Her gaze fell on the two figures walking in front of her.

   A stern and straight, the king's aura is irresistible.

   A piece of warmth like jade, making people feel like a spring breeze.

   Seeing this, Chu Jin immediately stopped his steps, turned around quickly, and strode to the side, feeling annoyed in his heart, how could he meet this person anywhere.

   You shouldn't come to the back garden to breathe!

  Li Hanjiang touched his chin and said to himself, "Do I look so scary?"

   Why did this little girl look like she saw a ghost when she saw him.

   (end of this chapter)