895: You're Not Fit to Be Someone from Xia Country!

You're Not Fit to Be Someone from Xia Country!

"You actually dare to steal my boyfriend away. You slut!"0

Lin Wanwan raised her hand and wanted to give her a slap. Fu Zhinian's move was faster and more ruthless than hers.

He lifted his long leg and gave a kick.

His movement was chic. Even the curvature of his kick was elegant.

Bang!

Following her pitiful scream, severe pain could be felt on Qiao Yuan's right leg. She knelt down in front of Lin Wanwan in a sorry state. Lin Wanwan was so shocked that she immediately retreated.

"Don't. I'm not dead yet. I can't handle you kneeling in front of me."

Fu Zhinian said coldly, "Get lost!"

Qiao Yuan was in so much pain that tears were in her eyes. She couldn't say anything at all.

However, that tall woman's face sank and she used English to say, "Indeed, the men in Xia country are just a bunch of ungentlemanly hooligans. They are like goat meat – not presentable."

One should look at the owner before hitting a dog.

Qiao Yuan was not only her intern assistant but was also her distant cousin. Hitting Qiao Yuan was equivalent to hitting her.

Fu Zhinian used Mandarin Chinese to reply, "A person who loves to insult others will often be insulted."

Lin Wanwan, who was standing by the side, saw that that woman's face had turned ugly. She knew that she understood Fu Zhinian's Chinese.

"I thought this Miss looked familiar. Do we know each other?"

The woman had not yet answered when her assistant and makeup artist, who was surrounding her, immediately sneered.

"You're a Xia country bumpkin. How would you know our Vivian? Vivian's an internationally renowned supermodel. She was even the runner-up of the Paris Show last year!"

"She doesn't even know how to speak English. What are you explaining so much to her for? Can she understand you?"

"Vivian, you're an international model. Don't stoop to her level. That will just lower your style."

As she was being praised to the skies, Vivian's look softened. "Forget it, let's go."

She lifted her chin and looked like a peacock that had spread its tail. She snorted coldly at Lin Wanwan. "I don't know what's wrong with the organizing committee. They actually planned to hold such an important model show 'Angel City' in Xia country. This place is terrible. Everyone here irritates me."

Every word of hers was looking down on Xia country. Lin Wanwan could no longer tolerate it.

Even if she had to chase the enemy for a hundred miles, she would surely kill whoever dared to insult her country!

"Ms. Vivian, judging from your looks, you should be from Xia country as well, right?"

Vivian looked like a cat that had her tail stepped on. She cursed and said, "I've already migrated to Country M!"

"That can't change the fact that you were born in Xia country. It's ok to forget your roots. However, did your American father teach you to be sarcastic and mean and to not understand etiquette? We, the people from Xia country, should be thankful to them for picking up such low-quality citizens. You're not fit to be someone from Xia country!"

Lin Wanwan's every word was like a needle that pierced the other party's pain point.

Clap, clap, clap. A round of applause sounded.

"Young lady, well said!"

Lin Wanwan followed the sound and saw a kind elderly man. His eyes didn't hide the appreciation he had for her.

Lu Zhanbei, who was hidden at the corner, raised his eyebrows.

Lin Wanwan waved her hand. "Everyone's responsible for teaching low-quality citizens."

The old man smiled even more happily. "Ok, please continue, then."

Vivian was so angry that her face became crooked.

She couldn't wait to scratch Lin Wanwan's hateful face. However, she pretended to be someone superior and glared fiercely at the assistant next to her.

"Tell Vincent that if anyone from Xia country finds me for any collaboration in the future, he is to reject all of them!"

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