"Bad guy?"

Xiao Shi didn't understand Liu Zhenying's definition of the word bad guy.

"That's right." Liu Zhenying bit his fork, his expression was so solemn that it was natural for him to say: "A crooked bamboo will produce a bad shoot. His mother doesn't like me, and he must be the same way. Anyone who wants to separate me from Qu Xiaojue, just

They are all bad people."

After saying that, she nodded her head and affirmed: "Well, that's it."

Xiao Shi couldn't help but laugh, but he didn't say anything more. He just told him: "Eat less sweets, it will easily cause toothache. When you want to leave, let NetEase tell me and I will arrange for someone to take you out."

But just because Liu Zhenying sat where he was and didn't cause trouble, it didn't mean that others wouldn't take the initiative to provoke him.

Of course, the people present were all girls from aristocratic families, so their provocative methods would be more restrained. They stood in front of the cake table not far away, and said something strangely: "I heard that the girl that Mr. Qu likes is the kind of girl who has the temperament."

She is a well-educated and well-established girl, so what if some people go to the Duke to fall in love? Have they not been brought back yet?"

"That's right." The girl in the purple evening dress next to him immediately agreed: "But I heard that Sir Alex is quite stubborn. Maybe he might really succeed in his struggle this time. Don't you think so, Bo Fei?"

"How is this possible, Jianing."

Hearing this, the girl known as Bo Fei was surrounded in the center. Her dark green evening dress made her fair-skinned. She smiled with her lips curled up, looking dignified and innocent: "Sir, he was raised by Mr. Qu, so he is naturally the most obedient.

Qu Lao’s words.”

The more they spoke, the louder their voices became, forcing Liu Zhenying to separate his attention from the cake. He raised his eyes to look at them, and after looking at them carefully for a long time, he turned around with warm and confused eyes: "They...are talking about me.

, right?”

Zhang Netyi next to him coughed: "Boss, it seems so."

"Oh." Liu Zhenying nodded in understanding, raised his face, and smiled half-heartedly: "If I understand correctly, they can't change Qu Xiaojue's mind, so they are just trying to persuade me to break up.

Right?"

Liu Zhenying's voice was neither high nor low, enough for the girls next to him to hear clearly.

Zhang Netyi saw their slightly changed expressions and couldn't help but laugh: "Boss, your reading comprehension is getting better and better now. That's indeed what you mean."

"That would be weird for me."

Liu Zhenying spread his hands and curled his lips unceremoniously: "What kind of spring and autumn dream are they doing? Are they reading too many bloody romance novels and are they here to act as cannon fodder female supporting characters? They will be struck by lightning.

.”

"you……"

Some of the little girls subconsciously wanted to refute, but Jianing stopped her. A sneer flashed across the corner of her eyes and eyebrows, and she lowered her voice: "Don't be impulsive, just watch me."

With that said, Jianing picked up her glass of red wine from the dining table and walked slowly towards Liu Zhenying. Then as she passed by, she accidentally knocked over the red wine glass in the direction of Liu Zhenying.

.

She exclaimed in a triumphant and pretended tone: "I'm sorry, my hand slipped. I didn't..." It was intentional.

But before she finished speaking the last three words, she saw the red wine glass she dropped being firmly caught by a small white hand.

The words that came to an abrupt end made her face look a little unwilling and distorted, but she could only fake a smile: "Thank you, I just..."

Unfortunately, Liu Zhenying ignored her words at all. He raised the glass of wine with his slender fingers and poured it towards Jianing's head.

The next second, a scream passed through the already noisy venue.

Many people's eyes subconsciously focused on Jianing's hair, and they saw that Jianing's long hair was messy and wet. The material of her purple evening dress was not thick, and the scarlet wine dripping from it made her look embarrassed and unbearable.

.

But Liu Zhenying, who was opposite him, had no embarrassed expression at all.

After pouring it, she threw the glass aside, took out a piece of paper to wipe the non-existent wine on her fingers, lowered her eyes, and said similar words in an understated voice: "Sorry, my hand slipped too, but
Chapter completed!