Ming Jing hooked her lips: "I'm not surnamed Zhu nor Shen; my name is Ming Jing."
"Got it, got it, Miss Ming, haha." Zhao Qin laughed heartily.
When she laughed, everyone else was alarmed.
Ming Jing actually had such a good relationship with Zhao Qin; they weren't even in the same circle.
This Miss Zhu seemed to have a lot of power; she managed to become friends with two people who seemed to have nothing in common.
"Mr. Ran, thank you for your presence. I will toast you with tea instead of wine." Ming Jing raised the water glass in her hand and smiled lightly.
Everyone saw this usually unapproachable Master Xiao, smiling like a spring breeze, looking like a gentle and kind big brother to those who didn't know him.
This was even more shocking!
Ran Tengxiao raised his wine glass, his gaze lingered on Shen Zhou, then fell on Ming Jing's face. His pitch-black pupils were like two deep pools, unfathomable.
