Just after speaking, the professor wanted to sit down and discuss so issues with Su Xiaocai, but his new assistant pulled him aside and whispered a few words.
The professor didn’t understand the implied aning, but he got the gist.
"I don’t want to take on any more paid consultations at the mont; send out the docunts after we get back." It also had another aning: I don’t want to waste words, and I don’t want you to disturb her.
This was a hint not to linger any longer.
The professor was skeptical. Wasn’t Su Xiaocai supposed to be very social and happy to communicate with others? This was different from what he imagined.
The professor’s assistant wanted to shake his head at his own professor. Your project group offended people first; how could you expect others to have a pleasant conversation with you?
The new assistant wanted to pull the professor away just as the socialites ca up to catch up, chirping lively as birds, creating quite a commotion.
Huahua impatiently covered her ears, burying her head in Su Xiaocai’s skirt, her fur bristling, not welcoming them at all.
The mix of various perfus and makeup ford a strong wall of scents.
"Professor, who is this? A school junior?"
"Why is she sitting here with the Ji Family? Is she related to them?"
"Do you know anything about the Bai Family?"
The professor wanted to answer but felt a tug on his clothes from behind. The assistant said nothing, and the professor remained silent.
In the end, these girls didn’t really need him to answer; they squeezed them aside and outright began probing Su Xiaocai.
Although Bai Qianjin bears the Bai surna, she’s only from the branch of Bai Admiral’s cousin, a family in business.
Their intentions were too obvious. They weren’t making friends; they were selecting outsiders to see if they could bring them into the circle.
If she perford well, she’d beco one of them.
If she was naive and "rustic," they’d cooperate with other circles to exclude her.
In the end, it was all about forming alliances and factions.
Su Xiaocai remained polite, but every answer was perfunctory.
"From military training."
"Friend of the Ji Family."
"Oh, I don’t know the Bai Family, just acquainted with Admiral Bai, Vice Admiral, and Colonel Bai."
Bai Ling wasn’t very pleased with Su Xiaocai’s familiarity with Admiral Bai. "You know them, but do they know you?"
Su Xiaocai maintained a calm tone, "Whether they know or not, does it have anything to do with you wanting to know ?"
That was a bit of an ego bruiser. Indeed, they initiated the introduction themselves.
Bai Ling pouted, "If you don’t want to be friends with us, forget it; we don’t really care. Just don’t beg to associate with us in the future."
They returned to their seats, puffed up with anger.
It was hard to believe that Su Xiaocai was so aloof, not even bothering with their circle.
Too proud, does having talent make you special? Being able to make gas, does it make you special? Does writing papers and having experint results make you very...
Forget it, she really was a bit impressive.
Xue Huiyi mocked them, "Why bother going to find her for no reason? She’s not on the sa level as us; her target isn’t you guys at all."
If her target wasn’t them, could it be a guy? It wouldn’t be Ji Li, would it? That venomous tongue, which girl would dare to target him? It would be easier to conquer Ji Er.
Bai Ling followed up on Xue Huiyi’s words and suddenly had an idea.
At that mont, the only person left by Su Xiaocai’s side was Secretary Bai, holding tea, engaging her in sporadic conversation.
Soon, a young man ca over to invite Su Xiaocai to dance.
He had a cute face, looking very innocent.
If there were a bit less cleverness in his eyes, he would appear more harmless.
"May I invite you to a dance, dear lady?"
Su Xiaocai thought they were blind; didn’t they see her legs were occupied by a cat? "I don’t dance."
"If you don’t, I can teach you." The young man was very gentlemanly, every move like a scion from a great family.
"By saying I can’t dance, I’m being tactful. Let spell it out: I don’t want to dance." Su Xiaocai felt annoyed; her mood was like June’s weather—changing at a whim, utterly bored.
"Perhaps the young lady doesn’t know, I’m from the Ouyang Family..."
"Xiao Ouyang, can’t you see she’s unwilling?" said a mature man, pushing aside the supposedly innocent young pup.
"Miss Su, don’t mind him. I’m El. Nice to et you. Do you mind if I sit down and chat with you?"
"I mind." Su Xiaocai nodded.
The man, whose seat was almost touching the chair, found himself in an awkward spot, caught between sitting and standing.
"You all go where you should go; I’m not interested in you." Su Xiaocai waved them off in an overbearing manner, just a word short of telling them to scram.
She didn’t need n to bring out her charm; why on earth would they think of tempting her?
Didn’t those socialites have any other tactics? If they were to enact the scene, "I’ll give you a billion to leave this party."
She’d take the money and vanish without a word.
If it were so easy to humiliate her, why did people always prefer to take the roundabout way?
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