"Sister Minmin is here, too. I haven't seen you for a long time."
"Miss Shen."
Zhou Xiaomin nodded to Shen Feifei.
"I didn't think that you would come."
Shen Feifei did not care about Zhou Xiaomin's indifference, she still enthusiastically brought a glass of wine from the waiter's receptacle and took the initiative to deliver it to Zhou Xiaomin.
Someone may think that the relationship between the two people was so good.
Zhou Xiaomin glanced down and didn't pick it up.
"Miss Shen's welcome party, I wasn’t going to come, but I heard that brother Moxiao will come, why did I not see him?"
"Well..."
Shen Feifei's hand paused.
Zhou Xiaomin has grown a lot. She really knew where it hurt.
"He can't come here today because of something. Is there anything wrong with you? "
Shen Feifei looked like a bosom sister, which made Zhou Xiaomin sneer in her heart.
She really thought she was still the hostess of the Xi family.