Please put Wen Xi's name on the post. Yao Jiali and the others originally wanted to enter under a false name, but their real identities were enthusiastically led in by the housekeeper, so they had no chance to enter.
Some people around were whispering and even laughing.
"I was wondering why someone so unworthy would show up to Mr. He's tea party. Turns out he stole someone else's invitation."
"How shameless! She's dressed like that, maybe she's trying to sneak in and pick up some rich guy."
"These days, if you look a bit decent, you think you can climb up the social ladder. You're really overestimating yourself!"
Song Qingxue almost bit her teeth to pieces when she heard these reckless comments.
Today she had been planning to go for her usual innocent look, but it was all her grandmother and mother's fault. They said Mr. He was an adult and would definitely prefer something more mature, so she ended up wearing this little dress that barely covered her front and back...
When had she ever been subjected to such ridicule and mockery, having always been the center of attention at school?
After all, she had never seen such a big scene, so her eyes turned red and tears fell instantly.
"It's all your fault. I told you not to dress like that..."
"Alright, alright, stop crying, my dear. It's all that damn girl's fault. If she hadn't intervened, you would have been meeting Mr. He by now. How could these people be so presumptuous here?"
Yao Jiali pulled her daughter into her arms and said angrily, "Mom, what should we do now?"
"What else can we do? Let's go back first!" Cai Shizhen spat on the ground with a gloomy look on her face. "I'll deal with that damn girl when she comes back! She's really courting death by trying to ruin Xiaoxue's wonderful marriage!"
The old woman limped into the car in a hurry.
Looking at the shiny luxury car, she felt distressed again.
In order to save face, they even went to a car dealership to rent a luxury car, but left in disgrace and tens of thousands of dollars were wasted!
You know, this money is enough for her to gamble for a week.
The old woman beat her chest and stamped her feet!
It’s all that shameless and money-losing thing’s fault. I won’t let her go when I get back!
"Payment received in advance is not refundable."
Seeing that the three people had just gotten off the car and got in shortly afterwards, the driver of the car rental company hurriedly explained.
"Got it. Send them home first, then take me to the Portuguese Macau Club."
"Grandma, please wait for me for a moment. I'll be back soon."
Song Qingxue seemed to remember something, quickly opened the car door and ran out.
The trap set at the club failed last time, so this time she’s going to do it herself. She doesn’t believe that she can’t crush this loser to death!
After letting her lose face like this, she still dreams of climbing up the He family's ladder?
Don’t you even look at what kind of person you are!
Song Qingxue took out her cell phone from her bag with a distorted expression, and aimed the camera at Wen Xi's back through the gap in the carved railings.
Wen Xi and Jin Bo were talking as they walked towards the old man's study, not noticing anything unusual behind them.
When he heard that the portrait was completed, the old man's eyes lit up and he was as excited as a child.
But after taking the painting, he hesitated to open it.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m afraid of disappointment or because I’m homesick.
Seeing the old man's hesitation, Wen Xi felt a pang in his heart.
If it weren't for that damn war, how could two lovers be separated by life and death for decades?
She restrained her smile, took the painting out of the box herself, and slowly unfolded it in front of the old man.
"Let me make this clear, Grandpa He, I have a sensitive heart. Even if my drawing is not good, you can't give me a bad review~"
"I believe in you, girl. Your painting must be good."
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