Chapter 37: You're ugly.
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“Song Zhi, right? Have a drink with me.”
Someone held a glass of red wine, flirtatiously looking at Song Zhi, with a wicked smile spreading the corner of his mouth.
If he could get this kind of perfection, his life would be considered worthwhile.
“Du Xuan, watch your words, my sister Song is underage and doesn't drink.” Murong Huan said discontently.
"What's the point of coming to a wine party and not drinking? Why are all the Song family members the same? They can't afford to have fun.“ Du Xuan looked in the direction of Song Qingqing intentionally or unintentionally. These two Song sisters are really extraordinary, one is like a lily and the other is like a red rose. If I could be with them together...
Song Zhi frowned at Du Xuan's naked gaze.
”This is the young master of the Du family. He changes women like he changes clothes. Sister Song, you must not fall for his tricks,” Murong Huan said quietly as he guardedly stood in front of Song Zhi.
Du Xuan glared at Murong Huan impatiently.
What's wrong with this redhead, why is she so uncooperative today?
“Murong Huan, I'm talking to Miss Song, why are you butting in?” Du Xuan smiled greasy at Song Zhi.
Song Zhi remained silent, took the red wine in Du Xuan's hand, and as Du Xuan's eyes gradually glowed, she poured the wine on the ground, where the red liquid made a beautiful splash.
Du Xuan's face immediately turned ugly, “What do you mean?”
“Don't you understand yet? My sister Song Ji is saying that you are ugly, and we don't want the wine you gave us,” Murong Huan spoke loudly, as if she were Song Zhi's spokesperson.
Song Zhi touched her nose.
She didn't really mean it.
But she did think he was ugly.
"Fine, Song Zhi. I'll give you face, but if you don't want it, then don't blame me for being rude.” Du Xuan slammed the other glass of wine in his hand onto the ground, took a few large steps over to Song Zhi, grabbed her wrist, and started to drag her inside.
What was inside?
It was a place for these tired second-generation rich kids to rest, and no one cared what it was used for.
Everyone knew that with Du Xuan's temperament, Song Zhi was going to be in for a rough time.
But no one stopped her.
Song Zhi, as an outsider, suddenly barged into their circle and was so disrespectful. Of course, they also hoped to use Du Xuan's hand to teach her a lesson.
By the way, this would also suppress the Song family.
They just didn't expect that Du Xuan had kicked the nail this time.
Although Song Zhi was wearing high heels, she still very nimbly grabbed Du Xuan's arm with her free hand, and threw him straight to the ground.
Having played the obedient woman for so long in her previous life, she had almost forgotten that when she was in the mountains, she had also learned a few self-defense techniques.
The lights at the reception were dazzling, but they were no match for the sparkle in Song Zhi's eyes.
Everyone was stunned.
This Song Zhi is extraordinary.
Jiang Shijiu had been sitting in the corner without moving, knowing that this trivial matter would not stump her.
Murong Huan was once again astonished by his sister Song, and her mouth was wide open as if she could swallow an egg.
“Song Zhi, what are you doing? I didn't invite you here to cause trouble,” Ye Zixuan said, stepping on her pink Mary Janes and her cute face was full of anger.
Song Zhi tilted her head and looked at her, “Then why did you invite me?”
“Isn't it precisely to see me laugh?“
Ye Zixuan was so flustered that she had nothing to say.
”Sister, you are assuming the worst of a gentleman's intentions. Zixuan just wanted to introduce you to everyone. Du Shao has no ill will towards you, it's just a drink, and you are being too rude.”
Song's gentle rebuke was like a gentle knife, not reasonable but she was able to get the upper hand.
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