Chapter 275: Zhuangfu Night Banquet 2

"Bao'er, no matter who you draw, you have to be careful anyway."

"I know, my parents have said it countless times at home. Xiaoxian, what kind of cultivation are you doing now? Ling Bao'er said curiously.

Young Master Ling's eyes also looked at her.

Bai Xiaoxian smiled lightly: "Spirit envoy level, we won't meet it." ”

Ling Bao'er looked envious and disappointed: "Xiaoxian, what did you grow up eating, and how did you get promoted so quickly?" ”

Bai Xiaoxian smiled, a little unsure of how to answer.

Suddenly, a cold and arrogant voice remembered: "I want to compare with you." ”

A few people looked for a voice, and saw a handsome young man dressed in black walking from the shadows, with a hint of playfulness on his face.

Bai Xiaoxian snorted: "Hiding your head and showing your tail, why should I compare with you." ”

Wasn't this the cold young man they saw at the gate of Xiao'an City on the day they first arrived in Xiao'an City, and his intuition told her that the pearl incident just now was also his handiwork.

The black-robed young man smiled evilly: "I said that if I want to compare with you, you have to compare with me." ”

Bai Xiaoxian rolled her eyes, how did she provoke this big Buddha.

The black-robed young man sat down on the Bai family's seat unceremoniously, and gently tapped the table with one hand.

Bai Xiaoxian looked at the look of being beaten up, and said with a smile: "If you want to compare with me, apologize to me first." As he spoke, Bai Xiaoxian took out a handful of pearls.

Ling Bao'er was surprised: "The golden beads are so beautiful." ”

The black-robed young man snorted disdainfully: "Women like these things, I gave them to you, don't you like them?" ”

Bai Xiaoxian felt that he couldn't keep up with the brain circuit of this middle two teenager at all, could it be that the disciples of the Zhuang family had something wrong with their brains?

Suddenly, a female voice exclaimed, "Golden Bead, why is my Golden Bead in your hand?" ”

Bai Xiaoxian looked at the purple-clothed girl with an angry face, and sighed again and again in her heart, sure enough, she shouldn't have come to Zhuangfu.

"That's going to ask this son."

Only then did the woman in purple notice the black-clothed young man sitting on the side who looked like she was fine, pulled the corners of her mouth, and said in a much calmer voice: "Tenth brother, why are you here?" ”

The black-robed young man said coldly: "Go away, don't bother me." ”

The purple-clothed girl's face turned red, glared at Bai Xiaoxian, stomped her feet and ran away.

Bai Xiaoxian felt that he was too wronged by this gun, so he put the golden bead in front of the black-robed young man, and said lightly: "I don't care who you are, why do you want to compete with me, but please don't make trouble for me." After speaking, Bai Xiaoxian ignored him, but sat back in his seat.

Seeing this, Ling Yuelun pulled Ling Bao'er to say hello to a few people and left.

If his guess is right, the black-robed young man is Zhuang Baobao, the youngest son of the owner of the bank, and that kid is an existence that cannot be provoked.

The black-robed young man saw that Bai Xiaoxian ignored him, and only cared about talking and laughing with the sixth brother beside him, he was very unhappy, and the temperature around him was also a lot lower, but he just stayed there and didn't leave.

"Little brother, my father has been looking for you, why did you come here."

Young Master Zhuang came over in a friendly manner, said hello to Bai Xiaoxian and the others, and looked at the black-robed young man, with a little doting in his eyes.

The black-robed young man said expressionlessly: "I just want to sit here." ”

Young Master Zhuang didn't seem to be unhappy at all, and bent down and said: "Little brother, today our Zhuang family is the east, you give your father a face, and your father will naturally help you make your wishes come true." ”。

The black-robed young man pursed his mouth, turned his head slightly to look at Bai Xiaoxian, and said to Young Master Zhuang: "Hmph, don't worry about it." ”