Chapter 345: Chapter 369: I Really Hate It When People Point at My Face

Xia Zihe and his entourage sat down at the table. With so many people, it was impossible for things to quiet down, so the usually serene second floor remained somewhat noisy.

The dishes were served, and a young man noticed that Xia Zihe’s expression was off. He cast a glance at the opposite table and whispered, "This Jian Qing, who used to always follow behind Zihe, has grown up now and doesn’t even give a glance. She thinks too highly of herself."

These words immediately garnered agreement from the others.

"Indeed, does Jian Qing still think the Jian Family is what it used to be? With the old man stepping down from that position, the Jian Family is destined to decline. Yet this girl still acts so high and mighty, it’s really irritating."

"She’s just a little girl, Zihe should be able to get rid of her easily."

"With Zihe’s ability, of course, it will be a piece of cake."

The young men muttered among themselves, their voices low.

Xia Zihe, who had been looking slightly somber, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes. He glanced at the girl opposite him, seemingly unintentionally, and said, "Who will help me draw out Zhao Xueying?"

Many of the young heirs were suddenly intrigued, their faces showing excitement. Two young men whispered, "We’ll do it."

Xia Zihe said with a deep voice, "Thank you!"

Then, Xia Zihe looked over there again, his eyelids drooping, the corners of his mouth curling up into an almost imperceptible cold smirk.

"A little girl dares to show her attitude in front of me, Xia Zihe, hmph!"

...

In the evening, neon lights sparkled.

At a certain intersection of the second ring, several sports cars were arrogantly parked, each worth millions, extravagantly expensive. Private car owners passing by couldn’t help but slow down to take a longer look.

Thus, when pedestrians saw these sports cars, they all slowed down, but they didn’t dare to pass directly through, choosing instead to take a detour. It was clear to anyone that the people around those sports cars were not to be trifled with.

not to be trifled with—they clearly look

be compared with rich family kids from other places. Who would dare to show off so brazenly by the roadside without

Well, to be frank, apart from their hair, everything else about their clothes was very "杀马特." Whether it was sleeveless leather jackets, studded leather gloves, or

it, this Fang Yuying, is she planning on standing us up? Even if she’s from the Fang Family, she can’t be

you all she wants, and what can you do about it? That’s Fang

that in this

two beams of white light shot towards them, and under the gaze of several people, an extremely flashy red sports car approached and stopped just before hitting one

opened, and a

Stand up, I’ll take you on one by one," Fang

young men who had been complaining earlier all fell silent,

"Tsch!"

let out a satisfied and proud

now, she was

Yes, absolutely fantastic!

herself on the hood of her red sports car, took out a pack of women’s cigarettes, pulled one out, lit

youths looked

to race, and wanting me to be his woman? Then step up and stop fucking hiding!" Fang Yuying had never

family background but also because her martial skills were even more

rang out, followed by a

lazily, the man chuckled, "Yuying, here I am. Why the

man called her "Yuying," but she dismissed it, tossed her cigarette butt, opened the car door, and said, "Xia Zijun, same as always. Jingxiang Building

Zijun nodded, saying,

into her red sports car, backed onto the road, while Xia Zijun and the other alternative youths also got into their cars

Second Ring Road, and it was night, the most crowded time for traffic. But by their looks, they were ready

roared off, tearing through the night and darting into the flow

...

men walked over from Xia Zihe’s table. One of them smiled and said, "Auntie Zhao, we have something to discuss with you

say she wasn’t free when Fang Yi, who had been

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