"I'm sorry, I booked this first."
When the woman called Bessie was infuriated, she heard a clear and cold voice from behind.
It instantly attracted everyone's attention.
I'm sorry, I ordered this first, Yingluo.
Who else could it be other than sang Xia who had said this?
Facing the girl named Bessie in front of her, even if she was dressed in expensive branded goods and had a bad temper, sang Xia's tone was still light and she spoke in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.
His faint gaze met hers.
The girl named Bessie looked very sweet. She had curly golden hair, porcelain white skin, blue eyes, and a curvaceous figure. She was a standard beauty.
Sang Xia took a look at her and could roughly guess that she was probably some rich socialite.
The woman named Bessie saw sang Xia's sudden appearance and her eyes widened. She looked sang Xia up and down and then went to ask the supervisor, " who is she? Why would an Eastern woman like her appear here?"