Indeed, this Young Master Liu almost rolled his eyes at Jian Anning’s defiance! Who was bullying whom? It was Jiang Xuanqi and her two friends who came looking for trouble, hurling insults at her. She hadn’t even spoken back, and yet she was the one being accused of bullying?
Without even turning her head, she nonchalantly brushed off Young Master Liu’s hand and continued walking forward.
This infuriated not just Jiang Xuanqi and her two friends but also Young Master Liu himself!
Being the only child in his family, he had always been the object of great affection. He had a penchant for beautiful women, and even after his reputation for "brutality" had spread, many female celebrities flocked to him. Who could have imagined that a mere assistant would dare to show him disdain?
Young Master Liu was instantly enraged! He didn’t care where he was, as the person before him was nothing more than an insignificant assistant! Even if he reprimanded her, he wasn’t worried about how Yu Zexiao would treat him as a result!
This little assistant didn’t even bother to turn her face towards him; who did she think she was?
"You stop right there! Did you hear me?" Young Master Liu bellowed with anger, reaching out again and forcefully, violently twisting her shoulder to face him!
Jian Anning could no longer feign composure this time; she turned to look at him with a calm expression.
At the first glance of her, Young Master Liu sneered, "Tsk tsk, you? Are you the mistress who stole Qiqi’s man?"
Although he didn’t finish his sentence, he looked her up and down a few times—then chuckled and shook his head. All the women in the room were wearing gowns, some with plunging necklines and short hems, almost as if they’d rather not wear clothes at all. By contrast, Jian Anning was donning a slightly formal white blazer with a polka-dotted blouse underneath. Not that it wasn’t attractive; on the contrary, it was rather elegant and intellectual. Her makeup was light, her long hair pinned up, befitting her identity as an assistant. However, her attire was no match for the flamboyant makeup of Jiang Xuanqi and her company.
Young Master Liu was ridiculing Yu Zexiao’s taste in women, abandoning a beauty like Jiang Xuanqi for such a bland and uninteresting woman!
Jian Anning maintained a tranquil expression, neither angry nor upset. She simply looked up at him and asked indifferently, "Who are you?"
Young Master Liu: "...."
Jiang Xuanqi and the other two: "...."
They had never expected Jian Anning to ask such a question!
"Are you a member of the film festival staff? Are you a friend from Zexiao’s circle? Are you a journalist? Are you a close friend of Jiang Xuanqi?" Immediately afterward, Jian Anning threw out four questions. Her voice was crisp, and because of her piano training, her speech seemed to carry a special charm that was refreshing to the soul.
Young Master Liu was still stunned by her inquiry, shaking his head again.
If he was neither a staff member, a friend of Zexiao’s, a journalist, nor a close friend of Jiang Xuanqi, then why should she bother with him? She took a step back, maintaining the proper etiquette, yet her demeanor was detached: "I will take my leave then."
It wasn’t until she had taken a couple of steps away that Young Master Liu finally snapped to his senses, his face immediately darkening, his voice arrogantly bellowing, "You stop right there!"
He took two steps forward, his face black with anger! Never in his life had he been so blatantly disregarded!
As he attempted to stop her, a hand suddenly grasped Jian Anning’s arm and pulled her to the side!