Chapter 13 This is really annoying
Jiang Shiyue shrugged her shoulders, saying it was none of her business.
Jiang Shiyue did not disappoint Jiang Meiling's expectations. She was only wearing a white sweatshirt and jeans, but it looked simple and neat on her, making her legs look straight and slender and her black hair look like clouds.
And she was not wearing any makeup. Her fair face, although a little plain, her facial features were sweet and bright, making her look even more playful and childish.
But Jiang Meiling is different. She dressed up carefully today, wearing a high-end dress which is very expensive. The fabric has a flowing texture like a pool of water, and the design also tightens the waist just right.
Her lazy curly hair fell on her chest, her lips were slightly red, her eyebrows and eyes were delicate, and her makeup was the now very popular "first love makeup", which aroused the desire to protect boys at first sight.
But she was very unhappy, because although Jiang Shiyue didn't dress up, she didn't look inferior, but looked like a mediocre woman. The contrast between the ugly duckling and the white swan that she wanted didn't exist.
This is really infuriating.
How can this highlight her fair skin, beautiful face and long legs?
Jiang Meiling couldn't help but said with a little dissatisfaction: "Sister, do you look down on my friends? You go to meet them dressed so casually."
"No, I'm just afraid of the cold." Jiang Shiyue said sincerely: "I don't wear enough. It's easy to get arthritis when I get older."
Jiang Meiling was choked. She pouted her lips, still looking delicate and sweet: "It's okay. There's a car outside. It won't be that cold." As she said that, she was the first to go out. A cold wind blew in the courtyard.
It was indeed a bit cold when it splashed on her smooth skin. Jiang Meiling shivered, subconsciously took a few quick steps, and quickly got into the car.
Jiang Shiyue walked leisurely in the back row. She was not cold.
The happiness of rich people is really beyond imagination. Those who came to attend this party were indeed the sons and daughters of prominent families in City C.
The glasses clinked, the fragrance of food wafted in the air, and young men and women, dressed fashionably and beautifully, twisted their young figures to their heart's content under the flickering crystal lights.
The aroma of wine was mixed with that of perfume, but it was not disgusting. Instead, it had a strange feeling, rich and sweet, adding a bit of indescribable luxury.
"Meiling, is this your sister? This is the first time I've seen her." A bright-looking girl came over. She had a rose tattoo on her collarbone, which made her look even more gorgeous that no one could ignore. She glanced at Jiang Shiyue casually, and a flash of contempt flashed across her eyes.
"Yes, this is my sister Jiang Shiyue." Jiang Meiling held Jiang Shiyue's hand affectionately and introduced her happily: "Sister, this is Zhao Lanlan, my best friend. Her mother is Professor Song Lina from C University, she's very famous."
Zhao Lanlan blinked her right eye and smiled brightly: "Meiling's sister is also my friend." She snapped her fingers.
A waiter came over, carrying a large tray with several glasses of wine in goblets. The clear goblets reflected a faint luster, looming.
Zhao Lanlan picked up a glass of wine and handed it to Jiang Shiyue, saying with a smile: "Shiyue, I toast to you."
Jiang Shiyue took the wine glass, tilted her head and looked at Jiang Meiling, and whispered: "Meiling, I don't drink, is it okay?"
Her eyes were clear and somewhat innocent.
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