Xu Jiao, although feeling that she couldn't outfight them, still stood firmly around Shen Zhou, glaring rudely at the two great beauties.
She puffed her cheeks, saying, "Vice President Shen is someone we invited, not you, why do you keep clinging on, can't you choose another time?"
Lan Qingyun pointed at her without courtesy, "It's getting late now, you all can go back first, we'll accompany Shen Zhou from here on, understand?"
This domineering act not only dissatisfied Xu Jiao but also made Zhang Xiaolan frown.
Xu Jiao looked toward Shen Zhou, about to ask him for some justice, but Shen Zhou said indifferently, "It is indeed getting late, Xu Jiao, Xiaolan, you both should go back and rest, we have work tomorrow."
Xu Jiao blurted out, "What about them? To me, these two look like nothing short of demons, who might drag you away in the dead of night and swallow you whole."
She spoke without thinking, but the two great beauties took offense.
