Chapter 1127: She Wants to Avenge Her Shame

t was practically suicide.Just when Fernan was beside himself with worry, and the setting sun was doing its best to distract them, Tang Qianxi took Tong Yimo's hand and shouted, "Xiao Xie, come here a..."I know, because..."

Qin Nianxia met Leng Yanchen's gaze, and suddenly hesitated to speak.

Too much talk leads to mistakes...

Qin Nianxia bit her lower lip and said nothing more.

Leng Yanchen didn't ask any further, but instead changed the subject: "Let's go eat something first."

"Good!" Qin Nianxia narrowed her eyes and smiled, but secretly let out a breath of relief. She had almost been exposed.

After finishing their snacks, Qin Nianxia followed Leng Yanchen to the wine tasting competition venue.

She only just realized that there were quite a few sommeliers attending this wine tasting dinner.

Although the bigwigs wanted to win the collaboration with Joeur, for the sommeliers, this was also a world-class competition.

And for a private dinner like this, it's not a formal competition. Even if you lose, you won't damage your reputation. Instead, you can learn from the masters by sparring with them.

Leng Yanchen took Qin Nianxia to sit on the judges' table, at this moment, Mr. Qiao Hul also adjusted his mentality and came to the "player" seat.

After all, he was the last "trump card" to be played.

When Joe finally saw Leng Yanchen and Qin Nianxia again, a warm and approachable smile returned to his face.

It seemed as if that little incident at the beginning had never happened.

Perhaps, this is the capacity of a great person, not to be on the same level of understanding as she, a mere woman.

After the competition started, Christine was unstoppable, shining brightly. Many master sommeliers were impressed by her and bowed to her skill.

Kristin took the highest score, and when she stood before Joe Hurl, she couldn't help but glance triumphantly at Leng Yanchen and Qin Nianxia who were sitting on the judges' panel.

George shook hands with Christine and praised, "Well-deserved title of 'Princess of the Wine World', truly lived up to it."

"Thank you," Christine said with a slight smile.

However, George Hull then declared, “Next, Miss Candy will take on Miss Christine’s challenge in my place.”

Suddenly, a flicker of confusion crossed Christine's face, her smile faltering into something awkward and uncertain.

Qin Nianxia looked at Leng Yanchen in disbelief.

Leng Yanchen met her gaze, raised an eyebrow, indicating that he was also unaware.

"Miss Candy, if you win, I will grant you one wish." George vowed in public.

Christine, however, glared at Qin Nianxia with a look of envy.

Qin Nianxia was secretly delighted at the moment. Wasn't this a way for her to avenge the humiliation she suffered four years ago

"Good." Qin Nianxia readily agreed and left the judges' table happily, walking to Christine's face.

Christine leaned closer to Qin Niangxia, her face full of playful mockery. "Little Hedgehog," she whispered into Qin Niangxia's ear, "You wouldn't have just climbed onto Mr. Qiao Xiul's bed during that time and gotten him to cheat for you, would you"

"Miss Christine, back then when you snuck "little squares" into my backpack and spread rumors about my messy private life, that trick doesn't work anymore. Also, I do have more male friends, but the male friends I have truly treat me like a brother. Unlike those male friends you have, who are always thinking about getting into bed with you."

Qin Nianxia slowly finished speaking, slightly distancing herself from Christine, and smiled elegantly.

Christine's eyes flashed red with anger, and she glared at Qin Nianxia through gritted teeth: "You'll be crying later!"

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