Within less than a minute, the beauty stormed in and left in dismal defeat.
With tears trickling down like pear blossoms, she was in utter disarray.
Ning Xia couldn't help but praise Su Zaozao, "Sister Zaozao, you're so stylish, so impressive, my admiration for you knows no bounds!"
This is what they call the art of conversation!
Without uttering a single foul word, you can leave someone utterly defeated!
"Well, it's alright," Su Zaozao said with an untroubled face as if it was nothing more than a trivial matter. "As for women of her caliber, I've dealt with plenty. Qin Ye's taste has really gone downhill, sending out these small-fry to embarrass themselves."
Ning Xia covered her mouth to hide her laughter, "Aren't you just taking advantage of Young Master Qin's fondness for you?"
Su Zaozao replied with a question of her own, "What about you?"
