"Xiaojing, stop talking." Chen Ziming had the same thought, walked forward to grab Ji Jing, wanting to drag her into the lounge.
Seeing this, Gai Yu turned and wanted to leave.
This kind of thing, if continues, will only be detrimental to her, so leaving is of course the best strategy now.
"Bitch, stop right there!"
Ji Jing was not about to let it go, she shook off Chen Ziming, rushed to Gai Yu in two steps, and casually picked up a cup from the table.
Gai Yu halted and turned around, frowning, wanting to retort, but before she could say anything, Ji Jing had already raised her right hand.
Swish!
A cup of blue cocktail with ice was immediately splashed from the cup, rudely hitting Gai Yu's body and face.
Because it was an evening banquet, Gai Yu was wearing a backless dress, and the icy alcohol instantly drenched her face and body, the lotus pink gown she was wearing didn't escape the disaster either.
