Chu Xi frowned and waited for the man in front of her to finish speaking, the microphone's sound almost reaching the entire venue.
"Not good."
Having said that, she picked up her somewhat overly long skirt and walked down, passing by the man's side.
Chi Huan, "..."
Chu Xi had a face that seemed noble from birth, her eyes and brows exuded restraint and self-control, and she was as cold as if she were out of reach.
She went on her way through the hall, heading in the direction of the restroom.
After the female lead disappeared from everyone's view, the event that began on a high note ended in an awkward silence.
Low murmurs filled the scene of the dinner.
A few people came forward, comforting while pulling the man down.
Chi Huan sipped her juice, her gaze following them until they disappeared from view, her lips curving into a cool smile as she said slowly, "Can I afford to offend them?"
Feng Xing glanced at her, "You sure do like to meddle."
