Relying on his good relationship with Jiang Xianrou, Zhu Yuanhao touched the stud beside his ear and said awkwardly, "I found a few friends to celebrate you entering the Ninth Branch."
"…" Jiang Xianrou looked at the people in the room with an even uglier expression. It was as if she had been slapped in public. Her throat seemed to be restrained by a big hand, and she could not make a sound.
She said nothing, but her reaction and expression betrayed her.
Even someone like Zhu Yuanhao, who was not very smart, could tell that something was wrong with her expression. He was instantly dumbfounded and said in surprise, "Miss Jiang, you didn't pass the assessment?"
As soon as he said this, the others in the private room, no matter what they were doing, looked at Jiang Xianrou.
Tang Ning also put down her wine glass and looked in Jiang Xianrou's direction with interest.
Well, had she really guessed correctly?
