"Young Master Guanghua is a good friend of mine." When Murong Qiqi said this, she could clearly feel Feng Cang's grip on her hand tighten. However, she didn't think too much about it and was unaware that Feng Cang had been jealous of her rumored relationship with Young Master Guanghua for several days.
"Since Qiqi is good friends with Young Master Guanghua, why not invite him to come and introduce us?"
"He's busy."
"Oh? Is he busy, or does Qiqi not actually know Young Master Guanghua and can't invite him at all?"
Stupid is as stupid does - Murong Qiqi sighed as she looked at Wanyan Baozhu's smug face. Initially, she thought that after having experienced a brush with death, this woman would have become somewhat smarter. She had just been complimenting Wanyan Baozhu but didn't expect her to be unable to handle the praise.
Murong Qiqi didn't respond to Wanyan Baozhu's words, as talking with a pig would only damage her intelligence.
