Qiao Nian was also eating on Wednesday.
Ji Ziyin couldn't help but think too much. She clenched her fists and looked at the girl with great concern. Her eyes flickered. "Qiao Nian, don't tell me you happen to be going to the Intercontinental Hotel on Wednesday?"
Xie Tingyun's banquet would be very classy, and Ji Ziyin wasn't qualified to attend at all.
She had only heard that Xie Tingyun's filiation banquet was set to be held this Wednesday at the Intercontinental Hotel.
Zhou Zhou looked at Ji Ziyin in surprise and was about to say, "Miss Ji, this doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right? We can eat wherever we want…"
Where Sun was eating on Wednesday had nothing to do with her. It had nothing to do with her!
Qiao Nian threw the carton of milk she was holding to Zhou Zhou, interrupting her. Then, she said casually, "It's for you. I'm going in."
Zhou Zhou quickly caught the carton of milk and smiled. "Go ahead."
