Evening.
The day's dance practice had finally ended.
Qiao Ruoxin felt like she was about to collapse from exhaustion.
After she got into the car, she said to the bodyguard, "Please call Mo Chen and tell him I want to have dinner with him."
"Certainly, Miss Qiao."
Then, she lay down in the back seat of the car, utterly drained.
She heard the bodyguard on the phone.
"Xiaowu, Miss Qiao said she wants to have dinner with Master Mo... What? Master Mo has plans tonight? With Miss Lin Xi? Alright, bye."
Lin Xi!
Upon hearing the name Lin Xi, she instantly sat up and looked at the bodyguard, "Mo Chen has plans with Lin Xi?"
"That's what Xiaowu said."
Rage invaded Qiao Ruoxin's eyes in an instant—was that flight attendant going too far?
…
The Western restaurant.
Lin Xi was wearing a sexy and elegant red dress that highlighted her figure.
Her makeup was heavy and seductive, obviously prepared for the occasion.
