Chapter 8.2: My Apologies, You Are? (2)
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100,000/Hour Professional Stand-in Chapter 8.2: My Apologies, You Are? (2)

It was a full course meal where the next dish was served once the guests were roughly done with the previous one. The serving time was inevitably slow due to the large number of guests.

Ji Fanyin took her time with the food, and soon, they were serving the dessert. It was a slice of passion fruit cheesecake with a scoop of vanilla ice cream on top. She took a bite of it and felt satisfaction rippling from the tip of her tongue.

Delicious. I should drop by here the next time I have a break.

Ji Fanyin was about to have her second bite when the person on her right pushed over an untouched slice of cake. She glanced over, and the man, who hadn’t spoken over the entire course of the meal, said, “It’s for you.”

Ji Fanyin accepted the gift with a smile. “Thank you.”

Zhao Qi quickly learned from example. “Is the cake to your liking? I’m not too fond of sweet stuff, so…”

“No thanks. I’ll feel cloyed if I have a third slice,” Ji Fanyin rejected his goodwill.

Zhao Qi shot a sharp glare at the man sitting on Ji Fanyin’s right, only to be ignored once more.

It was then that the organizer of this gathering, Cheng Lin, turned to her sisters around her and laughed, “How hilarious! Nowadays, all it takes is for a person to dress up a little to draw in men with bad eyes.”

Ji Fanyin continued digging into her cake, not paying her any heed.

Cheng Lin: “…”

She gritted her teeth and spoke in an even louder voice, “It sure is nice to have a pretty face.”

Her loud remark was met with a questioning look from Ji Fanyin, who seemed to be asking, ‘Why are you speaking so loudly?’ The expression on her face was so innocent that it looked as if she was truly intrigued by Cheng Lin’s behavior.

Cheng Lin couldn’t take it any longer, so she stood up and confronted her, “Ji Fanyin, do you really need me to spell out your name?”

Ji Fanyin blinked her eyes and asked, “My apologies, but you are…?”

“Drop the act!” Cheng Lin slammed her spoon on the table. “You had the audacity to invite yourself to the gathering I proposed, but you don’t even know wh

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