The domineering president meets her

Mrs. Qin looked at Qiao Jinxi, who was standing beside her with a pale face, and said with a considerate smile:

"Ms. Qiao, there is an empty seat over there. You can go over and sit down."

The meaning of this sentence couldn't be more obvious.

If you are sensible, you should accept this and back off the stage instead of being so arrogant.

Qiao Jinxi's eyes had been fixed on Mrs. Fu's face. She could not see any change in Mrs. Fu's expression at all. Mrs. Fu's expression did not change at all because of her appearance.

It was not until Mrs. Qin spoke that Qiao Jinxi glanced at the one who was speaking.

Who is this Mrs. Qin? She said such disgusting things. What does she mean by "there is an empty seat over there, can I go over and sit there?"

She can sit wherever she wants, who cares?

Qiao Jinxi did not respond to Mrs. Qin's words, but continued to stare at Mrs. Fu and smiled elegantly: "I'm not tired, I'll watch you play cards for a while."

Mrs. Qin's expression changed in an instant, the smile faded away, leaving only that extremely ugly look.

Those who can attend today are all prominent people, but it is rare to see such an ungrateful young man.

At this moment, Mrs. Fu concealed her sharp gaze. She did not look back at Qiao Jinxi who was standing on the side. She smiled and said to the people at the card table, "I feel tired suddenly. I want to go for a walk."

After saying that, the personal servant who was accompanying her came forward and helped her up.

When everyone heard her say this, they also stood up and said, "Shall we go and see how the women of the Wen family in the back hall are doing?"

Qiao Jinxi didn't realize that what he had just said had offended several ladies here, especially Mrs. Qin.

Mrs. Qin disdained to get angry with a junior like her, but she didn't give her a good look either. This Miss Qiao was really a bad person.

"What I said is true. Uncle Fu arranged for the engagement party for Mr. Fu and me to be on the sixth day of next month."

For a moment, everyone was silent.

Qiao Jinxi's words stopped everyone from leaving.

The people at this table seemed to be trapped in a completely silent space, with the outside noise unable to get in and the inside silence unable to get out. The four of them turned around and looked at Qiao Jinxi, their eyes extremely cold, without any trace of politeness on their faces.

The meaning of this sentence spoken by Qiao Jinxi in a deliberately loud voice could not be more obvious.

She's stirring up trouble!

Mrs. Qin's palms clenched in an instant, and even Mrs. Xu, who was always good-tempered, spoke up, no longer showing any kindness from an elder to a younger person: "Miss Qiao, this is not the territory of your Singapore Qiao family."

Madam Sun, who was usually quiet, stepped forward and advised, "You are so young, yet you speak so uneducatedly. You don't know how to restrain yourself."

This statement did not give Qiao Jinxi any face and was a direct confrontation.

Qiao Jinxi looked at Mrs. Fu who was about to leave but stopped because of her words.

But Old Lady Fu didn't turn around, so Qiao Jinxi couldn't see the expression on her face, but he could clearly feel the change in Old Lady Fu's aura.

And these changes in aura were exactly what she wanted and what satisfied her.

The smile on Qiao Jinxi's lips deepened.

Pretending to turn around and look at the displeased Madam Xu, Madam Sun said pitifully, "Aunts, you don't have to remind me."

Looking at the people at the table who were looking at her coldly, she continued to speak to herself: "I know that everyone will be very dissatisfied with what I said, but I still have to tell the truth."

"After all, it was Mr. Fu who told my dad that I would never get married! The Fu family is so big, they should be honest people."

At this moment, Mrs. Fu turned around.

Her face was cold and terrifying, and her aura of majesty without even getting angry made people want to take a few steps back.

The moment she looked at Qiao Jinxi, a smile gradually appeared on her face, but the smile did not reach her eyes.

"Today is a happy occasion for the Wen family. I wonder if Miss Qiao has gone crazy because she went to the wrong place?"

Old Madam Fu didn't give Qiao Jinxi any face at all.

You know, she only recently found out that her old man had secretly arranged a marriage for her, which made her very shocked and confused.

She always felt a little guilty about the Qiao family.

After all, times are changing. It is not appropriate to privately decide on the marriage of the younger generation. Moreover, in today's modern society, traditional customs such as arranged marriages and blind marriages are not feasible.

She often thought about how to make up for the Qiao family's daughter.

She wanted to find a way to express her apology to the Qiao family while respecting the wishes of both children. Perhaps, she could communicate frankly with the Qiao family and seek a solution acceptable to both parties? Or, could she give the Qiao family some financial help to ease their burden?

Whatever method she uses, she hopes to do her best to make up for this mistake and take responsibility for the mess her old man has made.

Now, this drama made her feel quite disgusted with the people in her sight.

Yes, like a stink bug.

A woman who stirs up trouble and does it on purpose is really uneducated.

Qiao Jinxi clearly saw the disgust, disdain and contempt in Old Lady Fu's eyes. In Qiao Jinxi's eyes, such an expression not only did not scare her, but made her very happy.

She liked to watch the drastic changes in the old woman's emotions and eyes at this moment. The more the old woman's expression changed, the happier she was. She wished she would get a stroke out of anger and die.

You old woman, I’m going to marry your son to live with him, not you.

If you respect me, I will respect you. If you don’t respect me, why should I respect you?

The smile on Qiao Jinxi's face became more intense, and the corners of her mouth could not help but rise, and she smiled charmingly: "Aunt Fu, don't be angry, I'm not some low-profile life assistant or secretary in an ordinary company who relies on the ability to climb into bed."

To everyone at the table, she looked like a clown, extremely disgusting.

Old Mrs. Fu's heart tensed up and her eyes narrowed dangerously. The cold aura from her body cut towards Qiao Jinxi like a knife.

Uneducated people just speak without restraint!