Seeing Liu Yingying, with her nose in the air, shoot a sidelong glance at Xia Chuyi, she directly said to the person beside her, "Cheng Er, didn't you say everyone at this Jade Conference would be people with status and position?"
"How did some random beggar end up here as well?"
In Liu Yingying's words, there wasn't the slightest mention of Xia Chuyi's name.
But not just Xia Chuyi, who had a "past grievance" with Liu Yingying, even the gatekeeping security could tell Liu Yingying was targeting her.
Xia Chuyi furrowed her brows and before she could speak, a person next to Liu Yingying stepped forward, asking the security, "Hey, what's going on? Who is this person? Why is she blocking the way?"
The security guards were somewhat at a loss, glancing between Liu Yingying's group and Xia Chuyi.
