She was avoiding Song Shijing already, who would care about an introduction from Jiang Yiran?
Sang Qian put down her wine glass. "Then I won't bother Miss Jiang."
Jiang Yiran thought she had heard wrong. "What did you say?"
"I said, I won't bother Miss Jiang for an introduction." Sang Qian spoke slowly and clearly, enunciating each word.
Jiang Yiran felt her face had been slapped, and her expression instantly darkened. "Sang Qian, don't bite the hand that feeds you."
"Refusing your charity means I don't recognize kindness?"
"You..."
"Yiran, I respect you," Jiang Tao interjected in time to mediate.
Jiang Yiran, still furious, immediately turned her wrath towards Jiang Tao. "Why are you helping her? Have you been bewitched by this vixen too?"
Jiang Tao's face reddened, and he looked embarrassed. "Yiran, you're misunderstanding, we all work in the same crew..."
