Anning's pov
"What the heck did I tell you about stepping out of line in front of them?" Lanzhin yelled, poking me in the chest with her index finger.
The moment she had learnt of me walking out of the receiving room before the guests left, she pulled me into an empty room and here we are now.
Although I was trying my very best to actually focus on what she was saying. Why, you might wonder?
Well, let's just say I might have offended some noble playboy and the male version of Wanqing. You know, the expressionless face and the saying-only-one-word-per-minute type.
I had no freaking idea how Tang Jiangxuan thought I resembled that man.
I mean, my personality was totally different from his.
I bit on my lower lip as my inner diva literally screamed, That doesn't change the fact that you look like freaking twins.
She wasn't wrong though.
"Lin Anning, are you listening to me?!" Lanzhin half yelled, staring right into my eyes.
