Only Wen Sinian stepped forward, "Third Master, don't hurt her..."
Ruan Xixia held Ning Xixi's arm, contemplating her next move.
Ning Xixi patted her hand, forming the words with her lips, "Don't worry."
"I'll go with you."
Sister Xixia and Wen Sinian had helped her a lot, and she didn't want to cause them any more trouble.
"Ning Xixi!" Wen Sinian called out anxiously, but was held back by the director.
A flicker of worry crossed Ruan Xixia's eyes as she hurriedly pulled out her phone and called Ji Yebai.
Unexpectedly to Ning Xixi, Mr. Qin did not take her out of Canglan Hotel but instead opened a new private room and ordered a full table of dishes.
Ning Xixi sneaked a peek at him, confused. Mr. Qin pulled out a cigar, asking lazily, "Do you mind?"
She shook her head.
He lighted the cigar, and through the curling smoke, he seemed to be looking at someone else through Ning Xixi.
"Has anyone ever told you that you resemble your mother?"
This tone of reminiscing...