C212 Zhuo Tine's Arrogance

"Oh, look who it is! If it isn't my old friend Lin Zhixi?"

Zhuo Tine could certainly turn heads. Today, she was donning a backless red evening gown that gave her a distinctive flair.

With a wine glass in hand, she approached Qin Tian and his company with a beaming smile. Trailing behind Zhuo Tine was a portly man in his forties.

Stopping two meters away from Qin Tian and the others