Xi Wenqing introduced all his classmates one by one, and Yun Qiao also greeted them with a smile, then raised his wrist slightly: "Everyone, sit down."
Her voice is clear and beautiful, neither squeaky nor rough, and sounds very ethereal to the ears.
Xi Wenlan was completely forgotten. Like the maids who poured water there, she had no sense of existence.
Her face turned pale and blue, and she turned around and went upstairs.
When the maids saw it, they hid in the trees and whispered.
"Miss Ninth is too miserable. There is nothing better to compare. Comparing beauty with Miss Yunqiao is humiliating yourself."
"Young Master Wenqing didn't make it clear. If he lets his two sisters compete in the ring, the fourth wife will definitely scold him later."
"You will definitely be scolded. Miss Wenlan is the best at bewitching my wife and making her do whatever she wants. She has suffered such a big loss today, why can't she complain?"
The more people talk about it, the more interesting it becomes.
At this time, Yun Qiao was chatting and laughing with Xi Wenqing's classmates.
She doesn't talk much, but she knows all the current affairs, gossips, and interesting stories, and she can also express surprising opinions and looks quite knowledgeable.
One of them also praised Yun Qiao's beauty in English, and Yun Qiao also answered him in English.
Although it was very artificial, many of Xi Wenqing's male classmates didn't understand it. They only knew that Yun Qiao's accent was very beautiful, and they couldn't help but admire it.
"Sister Yunqiao, you can also speak English, and you can marry a British counselor in the future." A male classmate said.
Feng Weisheng and Xi Wenqing glared at him.
The male classmate was confused: "What's wrong?"
Yun Qiao laughed, but she didn't mind: "If possible, I still want to marry a Chinese. We all have similar living habits, and it is easier to get along with each other."
Everyone was talking and laughing, and it was lively.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, the kitchen began to prepare dinner for Xi Wenqing's classmates.
Yun Qiao also ate with them, and then sent them out with Xi Wenqing.
When Xi Wenqing came back, he was a little tipsy with excitement, as if he had drunk a lot of wine.
"Today is so interesting!" He said loudly to Yun Qiao, "Sister, did you see their expressions? I told them a long time ago that my sister is definitely more beautiful than Feng Weisheng's sister, but they still don't believe it! From now on, Feng Weisheng's
My sister is probably too embarrassed to go to the school gate to deliver fruit anymore."
Yun Qiao: "Are you comparing this?"
"There is a competition, why not?" Xi Wenqing said.
Yun Qiao: "What's the use of being prettier than your sister? You were born to your parents, and it doesn't represent your ability. Why can't you be prettier than your girlfriend?"
Xi Wenqing: "... not many people have girlfriends, and they are not very beautiful either."
Yun Qiao laughed.
The two of them were talking and laughing. Xi Wenlan went downstairs to prepare for dinner and happened to see this scene.
Xi Wenqing's attitude towards Wen Lan is exactly the same as his unlucky brother's attitude towards his sister - love is love, but respect is limited.
He yelled to Xi Wenlan, still in excitement, and his words were very out of tune: "Sister, why did you run down in the middle? You almost embarrassed me."
When Xi Wenlan heard this, he was stunned for several seconds and then burst into tears.
Xi Wenqing was confused.
Xi Wenlan sat on the sofa and cried for a long time, until Du Xueru and Fourth Master Xi came back.
Du Xueru asked the servant why Miss Jiu was crying so pitifully, and the servant said that Master Wenqing was the cause of it.
"It's not Yun Qiao's fault." Xi Wenlan swallowed even more.
Du Xueru was furious: "Of course it's not Yun Qiao's fault, it's all Wen Qing's fault! This bastard knows nonsense!"
Xi Wenlan: "..."
At this moment, Xi Wenlan's heart twitched so hard that he almost wanted to kill someone.