An Kexin's move this time was both sudden and clean.
Not only did Lin Jie not react in time, but the man beside Li Jiao was also astonished, his mouth agape as he stared at An Kexin, forgetting to take care of Li Jiao, who had fallen to the ground.
Many people in the hall did not notice the strangeness here, and those who saw it perhaps thought that Li Jiao had accidentally twisted her foot and fell, so they paid it no mind.
An Kexin once again linked arms with Lin Jie, smiled gently, and said, "A-Jie, let's go greet the event organizers first."
"Oh... alright, let's go!"
Lin Jie followed An Kexin's lead, moving forward while constantly reminding himself.
Do not be fooled by An Kexin's gentle facade; if any conflict arises with her in the future, I must forbear, I must forbear, absolutely no violence, remember, remember.
"She's my college classmate, just a bitch."
