Jiang Qiuhan: "..."

Is this what people call it?

He looked at Song Xiao angrily: "Anyway, I warned you not to have any ideas about my sister!"

After saying that, he walked away with his head held high like a little cock.

At this time, Jiang Qiuying suddenly called. Song Xiao glanced at the phone and looked up at Jiang Qiuying, who was dozens of meters away.

The little girl waved to him and pointed to the phone in her hand.

Song Xiao answered.

"Sorry, I was so happy just now that I forgot to introduce you to them. Could you please come over here?"

"As long as you have fun, I won't get involved."

Song Xiao smiled and waved to Jiang Qiuying over there, then hung up the phone.

He knew what she meant and wanted to help him expand his contacts.

The people who come here today are either rich or noble. Making friends with these young people is almost the same as making friends with the families behind them.

Song Xiao didn't want to have anything to do with these people.

He had no interest in getting to know a group of brats who just looked at him and only wanted to be jealous.

If you really want to hand it over, you have to hand it over to the elders in their family.

Although he didn't go there, Jiang Qiuying's action of calling him just now still attracted some people's attention.

After a while, several young men who thought they had good family backgrounds wandered over to test him, but Song Xiao sent them away lukewarmly.

Finally, I got really fed up, so I just ran over to chat with the Jiang family’s security personnel.

After more than half a month of contact, he was quite familiar with these people.

Unlike those practitioners who think too highly of themselves, these elite warriors among ordinary people are very respectful to him, the "master".

Chatting with them is obviously more pleasant.

During lunch, Song Xiao always ate the "driver's meal" with these people.

In this way, those who thought that this handsome boy was related to Jiang Qiuying were finally relieved.

If he was really my boyfriend, he wouldn't be able to hang out with the driver and security personnel, right?

Time flew by and it was past four in the afternoon.

The sun has begun to set towards the west. A group of people over there were singing and dancing, and the atmosphere was very joyful.

Jiang Qiuying was always pulled by Li Miaomiao to introduce her to young people she knew and didn't know.

Occasionally, when he glanced at Song Xiao, he was quickly interrupted by people coming up to greet him, and he could only deal with it helplessly.

The initial excitement has disappeared, and now I feel a little tired.

But now that I'm here, I can't leave early at this time. I can only bite the bullet and follow the energetic Li Miaomiao.

Song Xiao still did not relax his vigilance and always observed everything here carefully.

Sudden.

He noticed something was wrong with several people wearing waiter clothes.

Looking at it carefully again, I couldn't help but take a breath!

Good guy... those people dressed as waiters are actually powerful ghost cultivators, wearing human skins, and just blatantly blending in with the crowd.

This is not the same group of people as before!

But except for him, none of the young practitioners present discovered this problem!

At this moment, these waiters are secretly observing Jiang Qiuying!

The moment Song Xiao stared at them, several ghost cultivators noticed it almost at the same time.

One of them, carrying a tray, walked over and delivered the wine with a smile.

It had happened before, so it didn't seem out of the blue for this person to come.

When he came to Song Xiao, a cold and cold spiritual thought was passed into Song Xiao's mind——

"Boy, you'd better pretend you didn't see anything, or I'll kill you!"

Then he brought the tray to Song Xiao and bowed slightly: "Sir, please choose."

Song Xiao looked at him coldly: "No need."

The waiter walked away disapprovingly.

Leaving behind a threatening mental thought——

"Don't show shame!"
Chapter completed!