Zhang Chen’s reputation is really not good; he’s promiscuous, changing girlfriends every few days, with no shortage of willing partners. Nevertheless, his wealthy family background puts him on par with Zhao Yuanqi as two of the scum of North City’s upper echelon.
"Yao Keke, just say it, is 100,000 yuan enough to buy those shoes of yours?"
The socialite who was causing trouble for Tang Xi glared at her and had no choice but to give up, "Since Young Master Zhang has spoken, naturally it’s enough."
Zhang Chen approached Tang Xi, lightly sniffing the faint fragrance in the air, "Miss Tang, we meet again. To be honest, ever since the last time we met, I have been unable to stop thinking about you."
Tang Xi took a step back, watching him warily, "Thank you, Young Master Zhang, but I still have work to do. Please help yourself."
Zhang Chen’s two cronies blocked Tang Xi’s path.
Zhang Chen smiled, "Hey, don’t leave."
His lecherous gaze swept over Tang Xi’s attractive figure, "No wonder you’re a beauty, worthy of Xiao Chi’s affection. Even in the plain clothes of a server you look so charming..."
Tang Xi clutched her serving tray tighter, trying to maintain a steady voice, but facing such a shameless wealthy playboy, she was indeed vexed, "Young Master Zhang, today is Miss Qiao’s birthday party. What wine would you like to drink? I’ll get it for you."
"Right... time to drink a few glasses..." Zhang Chen stroked his chin, not wanting to ruin Qiao Jing’s birthday party. He knew there were plenty of ways to get this woman, and with a wink to his cronies, they backed off.
Tang Xi quickly turned away.
Yuan Yuan came over, "Tang Xi, you’re pretty impressive, aren’t you? You seem to know several young masters here."
Tang Xi ignored her and started pouring wine after opening a bottle of red wine.
Yuan Yuan couldn’t stay still, "That Young Master Cheng has been looking at you... Are you close to him?"
Tang Xi gripped the wine bottle tightly, "Is that any of your business?"
Although she looked beautiful and gentle, with a tranquil demeanor, it did not mean she was free to gossip idly with strangers.
Yuan Yuan closed her mouth, muttering under her breath, "What’s so great about her... She’s just a server anyway, putting on airs."
"Today we gather here to raise a toast and wish Qiao Jing a happy birthday!"
"Jingjing, go ahead and open the gifts. All the sisters have put a lot of thought into them."
"Young Master Cheng, when are you going to get engaged to our Jingjing? We can’t wait anymore..."
The door of the private room was opened.
A cart pushing a ten-tiered Black Swan cake came in.
Xiao Chi followed in, "Jingjing, happy birthday."
Qiao Jing was somewhat moved, "Thank you, Xiao Chi."
"Xiao Chi is here too, I knew it. How could Xiao Chi miss Jingjing’s birthday?"
"Right, this is the tenth birthday Xiao Chi has spent with Jingjing."
Xiao Chi apologized as he approached, "Sorry, Jingjing, I was delayed by some business, but luckily, I made it in time."
Qiao Jing’s makeup was impeccable as she smiled and, after making a wish with her hands clasped, said to Xiao Chi, "Thank you, Ah Chi."
Xiao Chi cut the cake and handed a piece to Qiao Jing.
Qiao Jing seemed to recall something and said gently, "Ah Chi, your girlfriend is also here. Why not invite her to join us for cake? This cake is so big, we can’t finish it all."
Qiao Jing called out, "Tang Xi, come join us."
Scores of socialites and wealthy young men were gathered together, and at that moment, all eyes suddenly fell on Tang Xi.
Tang Xi, holding her serving tray, stood still.
The group watched her, with expressions full of provocation and eagerness for drama.
Xiao Chi looked at Tang Xi, frowning.
Qiao Jing smiled, "Trying to make some extra money, I guess. Ah Chi, you don’t even care about your girlfriend. And it’s true, someone of her status doesn’t match yours. A few days of fun is all."
Inside the private room, many showed a gossipy interest.
After all, it was quite a topic that an ordinary server had a fling with Xiao Chi.
Tang Xi pursed her lips, standing tall with a stubborn yet indifferent air. The challenging and gossipy looks from the young masters and socialites, she ignored one by one, her gaze calm and indifferent.
But Qiao Jing took the initiative to pick up a piece of cake and walked over to Tang Xi.
"You’ve probably never had such an expensive cake in your life... Out of my generosity, I pity you and will let you have a taste."
Tang Xi didn’t move, her eyes slightly narrowed as she looked at Qiao Jing, not intending to take it.
Although Qiao Jing was taller than Tang Xi, wearing high heels, at that moment, she felt as if her aura was utterly suppressed by the supposed country bumpkin Tang Xi.
Cheng Yunlang frowned, "Qiao Jing! Enough is enough!"