Regarding Concubine Ji's words, Zhao Manshu directly ignored them.

But the other party got serious.

Grabbed a glass of wine and walked straight towards the crowd.

Zhao Manshu naturally sat and watched the play.

She is wearing a long black dress, her long hair is scattered, and her face is a rare heavy makeup, and her unbeatable appearance is naturally coveted by many people.

Soon someone came over to talk to me.

"Miss, would you like to have a drink together?"

"Did anyone say you're special?"

"My name is Ah Zhe, and it's a pleasure to meet you."

……

No matter which kind of opening remarks it is, Zhao Manshu chose to ignore them.

But that still can't stop the wolves in the bar.

When Concubine Ji came back, there were already more than a dozen cups of wine in front of her.

"Mom, Zhao Manshu, it's worthy of you."

Her eyes were full of jealousy, and at the same time she couldn't help but harden her mouth.

"Those men are okay from afar, but none of them can see from close."

"Why can't I meet a suitor like a male god?"

She said, sighing fiercely.

She didn't understand, but Zhao Manshu knew.

Excellent people naturally only look at excellent people.

Concubine Ji has a good looks, but she is a typical good-looking and brainless.

There is no reserve for men, and when he sees a handsome guy, he can't wait to pounce on him.

Women lack a sense of mystery and naturally cannot arouse the interest of men.

In addition, apart from that face, she really never showed the slightest hint of her unique excellent essence.

"Study hard, there will be a man and a career."

Zhao Manshu said seriously.

Concubine Ji only thought she was complaining.

He turned his head and looked at her earnestly.

"Actually, I really envy you."

"Although Fu Baihe has always been lukewarm to you, you can be regarded as childhood sweethearts."

"Now there are rumors that the seniors are chasing you hard."

"One of them is cold and abstinent, the other is elegant and gentle, if it were me, I really don't know who to choose."

Soul-like torture ensued.

"So, Zhao Manshu, who do you like more?"

If she is a reader, she naturally likes Wen Shi, who has always been helpful to the heroine.

But as an outsider, she prefers Fu Baihe's appearance.

After all, it's the male lead, and it's understandable to be handsome.

But the pickled things he did to the heroine really didn't interest people.

"I can't look at any of them." Zhao Manshu refused to answer, "You also know that the only obsession in my heart now is studying. ”

"Cut." Concubine Ji gave her a roll of her eyes.

Before he could ask again, a skeletal hand was inserted between them.

"This lady, I wonder if I have the honor to meet you?"

is quite old-fashioned in the opening remarks, but seeing that face, Concubine Ji can't say anything to refuse.

It's a pity that the glass of wine is towards Zhao Manshu.

Hearing the other party's words, even if he wanted to refuse, Zhao Manshu still looked up politely.

Unlike other men, this one in front of him is unexpectedly handsome.

More appropriately, it should be bewitching.

The corners of his mouth are slightly curved, and a pair of peach blossom eyes seem to be seductive. Coupled with that slightly long hair and sexy outfits, it's hard not to feel good.

Or rather, sexual interest.

Concubine Ji's face was an uncontrollable nymphomania.

Zhao Manshu took the red wine rarely.

The slender white hand bent slowly.

Syllable!

The wine spilled, and the crisp glass shattered all over the floor.

Many people cast different glances.

Concubine Ji was even more startled.

The tone of reproach asked, "Manman, what are you doing here?" ”

Zhao Manshu didn't look at her.

The eyes are in direct contact with the man.

"Say it."

"Who told you to come here?"

Her eyesight was not bad, and when she saw the glass, she noticed the powder inside.

There is no doubt that something has been added to the wine.

And such a man usually won't take the initiative to pick up a conversation.

Unless, who gave him something that satisfies him.