The communication time was half an hour late, so when Waiting Liruo arrived, everyone in the hall had almost finished their meal.
But this does not make Li Ruo feel embarrassed.
She didn't care at all about being noticed, she sat down gracefully in her seat, and started to use her chopsticks as if no one else was around.
Under the mixed looks of surprise, disdain, and admiration around her, she leaned back comfortably on the chair and burped.
"Humph, you are so uncultivated and shameful."
Li Ruo wiped her greasy mouth with her sleeve, and then looked around the hall.
"Hey, Sikong Xuan, you are so wasteful, you actually use so many women to decorate your appearance. It's a pity that the quality is not high despite the large quantity."
After she finished speaking, she stood up. Her pure white clothes looked particularly dazzling among the colorful flowers.
"Sister, you just scolded all the sisters."
Li Ruo looked at Qing Yu who stood up, and held her forehead with a headache: "Miss Oiran, why is it you again? I just honestly said that you have a pair of jade arms and a pillow for thousands of people, why are you biting me?
Don’t let go?”
"Master, look at my sister..."
Qingyu turned her head and looked at Sikong Xuan, hoping that he could help her say a word. However, the person sitting in the middle didn't even raise his head.
"Master..." She didn't dare to touch him any more, so she could only cry out sadly.
Li Ruo sneered. He had just poked his weak point. If he dared to react, his aunt would tell the world about his broken sleeve.
Then he looked at her with sympathy: "Miss Oiran, do you know what is the saddest thing about being a woman?"
"What?" Qingyu answered subconsciously.
"The saddest thing is that no matter what you do, you want to rely on a man. You are obviously the one who wants to deal with me, so why would you want to borrow someone else's hand?"
Li Ruo looked at the stunned man, then glanced at Sikong Xuan who raised his head, with a sarcastic smile on his lips: "Let me tell you, in my eyes, he is nothing."
As soon as the words fell, the sound of gasping could be heard in the hall.
Li Ruo ignored the lingering look in her eyes and continued coldly: "So, if you have any tricks in the future, just use them on me. Anyway, I don't have to breastfeed my son now, so I'm bored."
After saying that, she stood up and walked towards the door. After taking one foot out of the door, she turned back: "Oh, also, every time I hear you hypocritically call me, I feel that my life will be shortened by a few years.
Please use a normal tone from now on."
There were snickers all around, and Hua Qingyu looked at her with eyes full of gloating.
Hua Qingyu's fists hidden under her sleeves were clenched tightly, and she could not suppress the look of anger on her face.
Everyone in the hall resigned and left one after another, leaving only two people.
Hua Qingyu exclaimed and was pulled into a hug. There was a look of shock on her face, and then surprise appeared in her eyes.
But just as she was about to put her arms around the man in front of her, she was pushed to the ground.
"The smell of rouge is too strong."
After Sikong Xuan finished speaking, he ignored her and left the hall.
The dark night concealed the confusion in his eyes, and the breeze kept lingering in his repeated whisper: "Zhen Ruo, Li Ruo."
Involuntarily, his walking direction changed, and he walked towards the pear garden.
In the distance, he heard the laughter of men and women.
Sikong Xuan raised his head and looked at the two people lying on the roof.