Mrs. Zhou really wanted her precious daughter to be Zhao Xi's friend and found an opportunity to bring her daughter in front of Zhao Xi.
But Zhao Xi could tell at a glance that they were not the same kind of people.
The moment Mrs. Zhou left, Miss Zhou's face turned cold, "Zhao Xi, Duan Nanyan is my good friend. "
"So?" Zhao Xi raised her eyebrows.
"So I promised to see you because I wanted to personally warn you not to bully Nanyan and not snatch a man from Nanyan. Otherwise, I will not let you off!" Miss Zhou raised her chin and was very arrogant.
Zhao Xi could not be bothered with her and waved at her. "Then I will wait and see!" After saying that, she turned around and left. Just as she was about to step out, she was suddenly pulled by someone. She was wearing high heels. The ground was slippery again. Her heels slanted and she fell backwards.
A figure rushed out from the corner of her eye and steadily caught her in his arms.