Shi Huai chose to take Xia Qiaoan to a luxurious cruise ship for dinner.
Xia Qiaoan wasn't very fond of such high-profile places, but because she had a favor to ask of Shi Huai, she very consciously straightened her attitude and didn't raise any objections.
Xia Qiaoan usually liked to wear comfortable and simple clothes, so at this time, she was wearing a high ponytail, a white T-shirt, and jeans, which was no different from a college student.
On this cruise ship, apart from the service staff, there were only the rich second generations, who spent tens of thousands of gold coins in one night to show off their wealth and status.
Xia Qiaoan had been holding her small face tight.
Shi Huai gently patted her shoulder and joked, "You're treating, I'm paying."
Xia Qiaoan looked up at him. She didn't really like this angle because she wasn't very tall. Every time she looked up, she had to tilt her neck, which was very tiring.
"Mr. Shi, it's not about the money." Xia Qiaoan's bright and delicate nose looked exquisite and lovely under the lights of the cruise ship.
Shi Huai leaned closer and said, "I know you don't like it. Just this once."
As soon as he finished speaking, there were a few sharp-eyed men and women who seemed to have discovered Shi Huai and walked over with glasses of wine.
"Wow, did the sun rise from the west today? We saw what?"
Shi Huai politely greeted them, "Yan Feng."
Yan Feng gestured with his glass, but his eyes had been circling Xia Qiaoan hundreds of times, "It's said that Mr. Shi either likes men, or he's converted to Buddhism. After all that, it turns out he likes older women!"
The woman beside him opened her mouth and had the taste of sour cabbage, "Look at this figure..."
Xia Qiaoan's figure was perfect, with a well-defined front and back.
"Look at these looks..."
Xia Qiaoan's bone structure was perfect, a rare beauty.
This woman couldn't find a word to belittle her, and could only hum and say, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, this circle isn't that easy to get into. Don't think you can become a phoenix just because you look pretty. If Mr. Shi breaks up with you, don't go and make a big fuss."
Shi Huai's face was covered with frost, "Mali, didn't your parents teach you how to respect people?"
Mali's face turned the color of a pig's liver. In their circle, a Li Mochen and a Shi Huai were the objects of the girls' dreams to chase after. Being sarcastically ridiculed by the public darling like this, how could this young lady take it!
"Young Master Shi! My parents didn't teach me how to respect people, but they taught me how to see people! Look at what she's wearing, this is so shabby, it's definitely a child from a poor family. These kinds of people take marrying into a wealthy family as their lifelong goal. Be careful you'll be eaten by her and not even a trace left!"
Yan, who was watching the fun on the side, secretly handed Xia Qiaoan a phone, "Come on, enter your phone number. In the future, if you're kicked away by Mr. Shi, contact me."
Xia Qiaoan looked at him, and suddenly smiled, accepted the phone, and said, "Okay."
Mali noticed the interaction between the two and said with pride, "Shi Huai, look, she hasn't even done anything yet, and she's already found her next one!"
Xia Qiaoan noticed that Shi Huai had clenched his fists, and she walked over calmly, grabbed his sleeve, and looked at him with a smile, "I learned a principle from the elders in the village. Dogs are ignorant creatures, and a person doesn't need to bite back if they are bitten by it."
Mali was so angry that her lungs were about to explode and smashed the wine glass in her hand, "You dare to call me a dog? No one has ever dared to provoke me like this, today, let me see how I'll deal with you!"
Xia Qiaoan didn't know that someone would be so crazy as to hit someone in broad daylight, so she didn't have any defense at all.
She was pushed down by Mali, and fell heavily onto the deck, her arm pressed on a pile of broken glass, the pain was piercing.
Through the crowd, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a face she was all too familiar with.
Li Mochen was sitting on a chair not far away, smoking leisurely, and watching the farce that was happening here.
Although the smoke was swirling around Li Mochen's face, Xia Qiaoan was certain that he was smiling.