Chapter 762: Saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new is a good omen

As soon as Xiao Shiru finished speaking, her intercom rang, "Ms. Xiao, Mr. Xiao's ex-wife, Ms. He, and Miss Xiao have arrived. They are now being interviewed by the media at the door of the front hall."

Xiao Shiru's face was not good. "What? What is there to interview about the mother and daughter? You should find a way to control the situation and prevent her from saying anything that will tarnish the Xiao family's reputation."

Xiao Shiqiu frowned, "I don't know what He Qingrong wants to do again. I'll go out and take a look."

"Xiao Qiu, you and Meng Meng don't need to go over there. I'll go. You two continue to check if there are any problems." Xiao Shiru said as she walked out quickly.

I looked at Xiao Shiqiu and blinked, "You only have one ex-wife?"

Xiao Shiqiu almost jumped up and tapped me on the head with his finger, "What are you thinking? Don't you think I'm troublesome enough with just this one person?"

"No," I rubbed my head, "I mean, do we have any ex-girlfriends, old lovers, childhood sweethearts, white moonlights, old beauties, suitors, etc.? Do we need to gather a special table for them?

I don’t even know how many hidden enemies I have.”

Xiao Shiqiu was so angry that he laughed. He pinched my cheeks with both hands and shook them, gritting his teeth and saying, "I didn't realize you were so determined to fight. You even have hidden enemies. Do you think you're playing a game?"

"Be gentle, be gentle, you've rubbed off all my foundation..." I was wearing full makeup and didn't dare touch any part of my face, but this guy actually pinched me.

As expected, before I could finish, the makeup artist came running over, "Boss Xiao~~~Hurry up and let go! Your makeup is all rubbed off!!"

The makeup artist ran over to me and quickly took out a brush and powder puff to touch up my makeup.

After finishing the makeup, she gave him a sidelong glance. Xiao Shiqiu felt a little embarrassed and coughed lightly, saying, "Why does this makeup fall off so easily? Can't you use some more expensive products?"

The makeup artist said somewhat angrily: "No matter how expensive the product is, it is applied, not welded on."

At this time, assistant Xiao Yang leaned over to Xiao Shiqiu's ear and whispered a few words. Xiao Shiqiu's face turned cold, "Mengmeng, I'll go out and check. You..."

"Are He Qingrong and her daughter causing trouble? I'll go with you." Perhaps because of my firm tone, he hesitated for a few seconds and agreed, "Okay, as the hostess, it's only natural for you to show up."

He held out his arm for me to walk out.

I thought I would need to walk all the way to the main entrance in my high heels, but when I got to the banquet hall entrance, there was a beautifully decorated electric shuttle waiting for me.

"Great, I was just thinking my feet would get a little tired from walking to the door."

He frowned at my feet. "If you're tired, change your shoes. You look like an acrobat in these."

Walking on stilettos that are nearly ten centimeters high requires a lot of technical skills. Fortunately, I have a foundation in ballet. I have been secretly practicing at home for several days in preparation for today.

"No! Whoever prevents me from growing ten centimeters taller will have an irreconcilable feud with me!"

"But whether you're a head shorter than me or a head and a half shorter than me, there's no essential difference."

I think I'm having a heart attack.

Then what I saw next was something that made me even more upset.

When we rushed to the front hall, He Qingrong was posing with her back to us, allowing the media to snap pictures of her.

If she just wanted to take advantage of the popularity, I would have tolerated it, but the dress she was wearing was very similar to mine, and she was taller than me. Although the color and style were similar, hers was a low-cut, backless style.

I have to say that He Qingrong's figure is still very impressive. This low-cut, backless dress shows off her cleavage and butterfly bones. I looked at her with some jealousy.

My dress was originally low-cut, but at Xiao Shiqiu's repeated requests, the collar was raised again and again, until I couldn't stand it anymore and started to protest, "How about changing it to a high collar? Wearing the necklace outside the clothes like a sweater chain?"

"That's not necessary, just don't show your cleavage." He acted reasonable.

I threw it all out, pointing at the dress on the mannequin and angrily saying, "The cleavage you see is on the model. It's gone on me! Gone!"

"Oh, since I don't have a cleavage anyway, there's no need for a low neckline. I'd better make it higher."

I looked at the conservative dress I was wearing and sighed inwardly.

Everyone present could see that what He Qingrong was wearing was clearly not a dress for a banquet, but more like an engagement dress. So a reporter asked, "Ms. He, was this dress specially prepared for your ex-husband's engagement party?"

"No, this is an old dress, but it's quite special." She stroked the embroidery on the hem of her skirt, her fingertips deliberately lingering on a petal for a moment, a strange smile curling her lips. "I think wearing it today will make it more memorable."

She kept the question a secret, so the reporter naturally followed up with her question, "What is the special meaning of this dress of yours?"

"Dear friends from the media, if you want to enter the banquet for interviews, please follow me." The assistant brought by Xiao Shiru tried to attract the attention of the media.

But He Qingrong was waiting to hear this from the media, so how could she let it go easily?

She curled her red lips and revealed a meaningful smile: "This is the dress I wore when I got engaged. I think wearing it again today should have special meaning for my ex-husband."

She turned around, her eyes passed over me, and stopped at Xiao Shiqiu, "You said so, Shiqiu."

The reporters were all very nervous and stared at the three of us with gleaming eyes.

Xiao Shiqiu's expression was indifferent, and he actually nodded with a raised eyebrow, "Yes, bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new is indeed a good omen!

However, although I don't remember what you were wearing back then, I do know that this style is a new model released by this designer this year. Could it be that he copied a work from twenty years ago?"

He Qingrong's face changed. If she insisted that this was the dress she wore when she got engaged, it would be tantamount to saying that the designer plagiarized someone else's work. After all, when she got engaged, the designer was still a middle school student.

If she dared to say it in front of so many media, the designer would dare to sue her.

She forced a smile, "Really? Oh~ maybe I remembered it wrongly.

As I get older, I can’t compare to young girls in any way, even my memory is not as good as before.

Of course, it's also because I have too many clothes. During the years I've been Mrs. Xiao, I haven't been willing to throw away any of the clothes you gave me. I kept them all. Now, I have so many clothes that I can barely remember them all."

Wow, this is implicitly hinting to others that I am a mistress.