This surprised her a bit.
After all, the person standing in front of her was just a village woman.
"That's your daughter, isn't it? She's so pretty! The young man with her looks a bit familiar." Zhao Yashu pointed at Ni Yang.
Just then, Jia Zhenzhen, holding a glass of red wine, barged into her.
"Smack!"
The red wine splashed directly onto Ni Cuihua.
Jia Zhenzhen immediately apologized, "Sorry, sorry, are you okay? I didn't do it on purpose! Please forgive me?"
She quickly fired off a string of fluent English.
Jia Zhenzhen's intent was to embarrass Ni Cuihua. How could she embarrass Ni Cuihua if she used the normal language?
It was somewhat quiet around them as everyone looked in their direction.
Shangguan Furong looked over and said to the wealthy ladies beside her: "Zhenzhen really knows how to handle things."
Who in the elite circle doesn't know English?
If Ni Cuihua doesn't...
Where would it leave Madam Shangguan's face?
