Pei Qingqing subconsciously pulled her feet back. Her feet were very big and fleshy, and when she wore leather shoes, the flesh always squeezed together, which didn't look good.
Even so, she still loved leather shoes, always feeling that only sophisticated ladies could afford them.
But now, compared to this, she suddenly felt inferior.
She subconsciously looked up to see who it was, but when she met the other person's face, Pei Qingqing's cheerful expression froze.
"Song, Song Yanzhi?"
Song Yanzhi was walking in front. When she heard her name called, she paused for a moment. Before she could even see who it was, she heard Pei Qingqing complaining about her.
She didn't have much contact with Pei Qingqing. After they got married, Pei Qingqing would borrow her jewelry and dresses every few days.
At that time, she treated Pei Qingqing as a younger sister and family, so she lent her the money without hesitation.
As a result, the loan was never returned.
She always believed that she and Pei Qingqing had a good relationship.
After Zhou Qiao appeared, rumors and gossip began to circulate in the family compound that someone had forcibly sabotaged the childhood sweetheart relationship between Zhou Qiao and Pei Yuchen.
Many people pointed fingers at her.
Song Yanzhi was completely baffled at first.
Now she finally understood who was spreading these rumors.
Seeing Pei Qingqing's astonished expression, she curled her lips into a smile.
"Qingqing? How did you grow up like this? You're so ugly I don't even recognize you." Song Yanzhi said, sounding surprised.
The girls around were stunned.
"Qingqing, is this your sister-in-law?"
"Didn't you say she's having a really tough time right now, like an old woman?"
Pei Qingqing stood there, stunned, staring at Song Yanzhi with disbelief.
She didn't even realize that Song Yanzhi had said she was ugly.
She only comes home a few times a month because of her heavy schoolwork; she doesn't like going home and prefers to play with her girlfriends at school.
She wouldn't have come back on Sunday if it weren't for needing money this time.
She hadn't seen Song Yanzhi in ages.
A year before Song Yanzhi married her older brother, she was quite happy to have contact with Song Yanzhi.
It was simply because Song Yanzhi had beautiful dresses and jewelry.
She used to go there all the time, and each time she would bring something back.
Sometimes it's a dress, sometimes it's a bracelet.
After she couldn't get anything from her anymore, Pei Qingqing refused to associate with her.
In her memory, Song Yanzhi was good-looking, but she was reluctant to spend money on food and clothing, and gradually she became similar to the slovenly, yellow-faced military wives in the family compound.
But I never expected that our reunion would turn out like this.
She almost didn't recognize her.
Compared to before, Song Yanzhi now possesses a more mature and sophisticated air, like amber that has been refined over time, shining brightly.
It has completely lost that petty, stingy feeling it used to have.
She had lost a lot of weight compared to before, and was wearing a fitted dress with leather shoes that revealed half of her ankles, giving her a cool and aloof look.
Her skin was very fair, and you could even vaguely see the veins beneath it.
Pei Qingqing was almost in a daze. She had always thought that Song Yanzhi must be having a terrible time. Others might not know, but how could she not know? Her mother had used all the money her brother sent back for her schooling.
Where would Song Yanzhi get the money to buy these beautiful dresses and shoes?
The skirt also revealed half of her legs.
How could she have the nerve to do that?
Her voice, tinged with a hint of redness, rang out, "No! Why are you dressed like this?"
Song Yanzhi looked at her strangely: "What's wrong with me dressed like this?"
Pei Qingqing couldn't help but say, "You're married now, aren't you afraid of being gossiped about for dressing so scantily?"
Song Yanzhi scoffed: "I'm dressed normally, I didn't show my arms or legs. If people still talk nonsense about me like this, then I can only say that people with heart disease see everything as dirty."
Upon hearing this, Pei Qingqing's face immediately fell.
Is this an insult directed at her?
"Sister-in-law, I was just concerned about you, how could you say that to me?"
"I wasn't talking about you. I was just saying that people with heart conditions see everything as dirty. Do you think you're that kind of person?" Song Yanzhi's voice wasn't too loud or too soft, but Pei Qingqing and the other female students heard it. They looked at each other, feeling a little embarrassed.
Because they stood with Pei Qingqing, Pei Qingqing felt like she was being implicated when she was being criticized.
Then all eyes fell on Song Yanzhi: there really was nothing wrong with it.
More and more people are wearing this kind of skirt outside.
I heard that some people in Hong Kong still go out wearing tank tops and shorts.
There's nothing strange about wearing a skirt.
Pei Qingqing's face turned bright red from the rebuke.
"No, I'm not. I'm not."
"Why are you so agitated? We didn't say you were," Song Yanzhi said helplessly.
Pei Qingqing's expression turned even uglier.
He glared at Song Yanzhi.
But she quickly realized what was going on.
A sneer and jealousy flashed in his eyes.
"I see. These clothes and shoes, you didn't ask Zhou Qiao for them, did you?"
She had never seen this style before; it must be a new design that Zhou Qiao brought back from outside.
She came back specifically to ask Zhou Qiao for some pretty dresses or jewelry.
Her mother said that Zhou Qiao looked very fashionable and beautiful when she came back from outside.
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