"Tch," the drunk girl heard, slightly tipsy from the alcohol, but still unconvinced.
With the help of another boy, the lawyer's daughter dragged her to the bathroom, washed her face, and waited for her to sober up.
The girl said to the drunk girl, "Sister, if you keep causing trouble, don't blame me for not playing with you anymore. And don't come to my dad with all that mess your family has to do with each other."
The drunk girl was sobered up by the cold water and the threat from her friend, but she still said, "Hey, we've known each other for so many years, why are you taking the side of outsiders?"
The lawyer's daughter looked at her coldly: "If we hadn't known each other for so many years, would I have helped you time and time again? Would my father have kept pulling you out of trouble?"
Tell me, drunk driving, hitting and injuring someone, fleeing the scene... are these things a young woman should do?
Even if our family owed your father a favor, we've helped you and your father over the years, settling countless lawsuits, big and small. We've already paid back all the favors, haven't we?
So sis, please stop acting recklessly. Besides, this is France. If you get drunk and hit someone here, I wonder who can bail you out? No amount of compensation you offer will help!
What the girl said was true, but there was something she didn't say: for a company the size of Xiangyu Group, the annual legal counsel fees would be enough to support a law firm.
Although her father has many big clients, who would complain about having too many big clients?
Even considering her father's potential future business, she couldn't possibly offend the young master of Xiangyu Group and support her childhood friend whom she had known for many years.
After all, her father was just a nouveau riche who got rich through luck and opportunity, which is why he raised his child to be the way she is now.
The drunk girl backed down, sobered up considerably, and went out to apologize to Yang Xile.
Yang Xile snorted and said, "Alright, we've become friends through this fight. Let's look out for each other from now on."
Although there were quite a few dishes on the table, everyone lost their appetite because of the unpleasant incident earlier.
The rebroadcast of the Spring Festival Gala wasn't very good either, even though everyone was looking forward to it, especially in a foreign country during this special time of the Spring Festival.
But to be honest, the gala was far less exciting than it had been in previous years when big names like Zhao Benshan and Zhao Lirong were featured.
The singing and dancing are alright, and the singing and dancing make it look lively, but there are fewer and fewer truly popular songs that can be sung on the streets.
Chen Qi'an's TV screen is enormous, practically a home theater.
The tables, chairs, and sofas were comfortable, and the dining plates were Armani, costing tens of thousands of yuan per set. They were from the same series as the ones Lin Xiao used at home, so she recognized them at a glance.
Lin Xiao stared at the screen for a while, then remembered that Wei Changfeng had canceled his appearance on the Beijing TV Spring Festival Gala due to injury.
The Beijing TV Spring Festival Gala airs on the first day of the Lunar New Year, a day later than CCTV. I wonder what he felt when he sat at home watching other celebrities sing, dance, and perform on stage.
Which program took over the time slot that should have been his?
That night, he sang the song he was originally going to perform on the Spring Festival Gala in the cabin, and it was truly melodious and beautiful.
If he hadn't been injured and had sung this song at the party, it probably would have become a well-known pop song, right?
"Sister, what are you thinking about?" Yang Xile, who was next to her, suddenly asked.
"Huh?" Lin Xiao didn't react for a moment.
“You’ve been spacing out since just now. Let me ask you, what was the last show?” Yang Xile started quizzing Lin Xiao like a child.
Lin Xiao smiled and glanced at him, saying, "I wasn't thinking anything, I just feel that this is a show that the entire production team has been selecting over several months and racking their brains to present, so why is it getting worse and worse?"
The old sketches were much more interesting, like those by Zhao Lirong, Zhao Benshan, and Xiao Shenyang. Oh, and even earlier, there were sketches by Zhu Shimao and Chen Peisi.
"Sis, how old are you to be so nostalgic?" Yang Xile laughed.
“That’s right, Sister Lin is right. The old galas were much better. Zhao Benshan’s skits were especially funny.” Yu Qingning, who rarely spoke up, said softly.
"Grandma Zhao Lirong's performance was also wonderful! The one about 'Palace Jade Liquor'!" A young boy who looked only eighteen or nineteen years old chimed in.
"Haha, how old are you? How come you've seen that skit?"
"You haven't seen it? If you haven't seen it, it's a walking 500,000! Let's report it to the embassy, hehe."
Everyone gradually started chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere at the table finally relaxed.
The drunk girl sat at the table, diagonally opposite Yang Xile, and when she looked at him, her initial resentment turned into a smile.
While watching the gala, Chen Qi'an said in an official, concluding tone, "We Chinese people overseas must unite and help each other."
It's not like what outsiders say, that every Chinese person, individually, is a dragon, but when they come together they're just worms, always fighting amongst themselves!
Although the meal started off a bit awkwardly, it ended quite pleasantly. Lin Xiao also made a few new friends, especially a girl named Xiao Yu whose personality was somewhat similar to hers.
Yu Qingning also felt a strong connection with Lin Xiao. She was extremely introverted and had mustered up a lot of courage to attend this event after being invited. She never expected to meet someone here who would take care of her like an older sister.
As the event ended, everyone said their goodbyes, and a sense of reluctance was already present. Overseas, one's state of mind is different from that at home; it seems one is particularly prone to sadness, easily moved, and easily dependent.
Before leaving, someone suggested that everyone exchange French cheek kisses, which Lin Xiao, who had just arrived, was still a little unaccustomed to.
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