But their provocation and belittlement of the girl in front of them met with no reaction, as if she didn't take them seriously at all. This kind of aloof contempt made it hard for them to save face, as if they were just a bunch of foolish clowns.
The man squatting in front of Jiang Ruan's face, his countenance darkened a bit.
Yet, this was a public situation, and he couldn't do much directly.
He just sneered, "We're talking to you, can't you hear?"
Since she's playing this game, how could she not have heard of his considerable reputation?
Jiang Ruan's expression did not change at all. Her captivating peach-blossom eyes lingered on the man's chest for a moment.
Number 17.
Two seconds later, the girl slowly tilted her gaze, a blazing defiance flaring up in her beautiful peach-blossom eyes.
"You're something special?"
Three bland words.
Expressing disdain, sarcasm, to the fullest.
No one expected the first sentence out of Jiang Ruan's mouth would be such an arrogant remark.