Jiang Xu's eyes widened when he saw these people, and he immediately ordered Lao Dongzi to take control of the situation.
Actually, it just means he has to throw the person out.
Old Dongzi was Jiang Xu's old steward for decades, so he naturally understood what the other party meant.
So, before the group could rush over, Lao Dongzi led a dozen or so men and dragged them all away.
Because of these people, Song Qingqing quickly spotted Song Qingyi standing on the second floor, dressed in fine clothes and looking like a noble lady.
Just then, Song Qingyi, who was on the second floor, also saw Song Qingqing and smiled at her.
That smile, in Song Qingqing's eyes, was malicious.
This time, it's truly a case of knowing there are tigers in the mountains, yet still venturing into the tiger's den!
Who told Song Qingyi to actually capture Liu Fugui!
He's her man, if she doesn't save him, who will?
"My goodness, whose daughter is this? She's so beautiful."
"This is the feeling of being in love. I'm going to tell my mom that I have a girl I like."
"Damn, she's an absolute beauty, one in a million."
"Who wouldn't want such a beauty?"
"Why does this look so familiar?"
"I think so too. Wait, isn't she the adopted daughter that Grandpa Jiang just recognized? Doesn't she look a bit like him?"
"Yes, yes, that Song Qingyi, right!"
However, her appearance is far inferior to this girl's.
"You don't need to tell me, anyone with eyes can see it."
"The difference in height is immediately apparent; anyone with eyes can see it."
"......"
Song Qingyi, who had just come downstairs, almost fell over and coughed up blood when she heard these words.
Fortunately, she managed to regain her balance in time, thus avoiding embarrassment.
But the anger in my heart just wouldn't subside.
Consider how much effort she put into dressing up for today, yet she still couldn't compare to Song Qingqing in her ordinary clothes.
I'm so angry, it's infuriating!
However, with so many people watching, she absolutely cannot afford to lose control of her facial expressions.
With her bright smile restored, Song Qingyi followed Jiang Xu, taking her first step into the elite circles of Huangcheng.
Seeing this, Song Qingqing did not step forward. Instead, she chose to walk through the crowd and, despite the murmurs of many people, sit in a corner.
Then, we just waited for the banquet to end.
Meanwhile, Song Qingyi, under Jiang Xu's guidance, began to befriend the sons of powerful and influential figures in Huangcheng.
The ladies were easy to talk to, but the young noblemen showed little interest in Song Qingyi.
All eyes were drawn to Song Qingqing, who was sitting quietly to the side.
Song Qingyi was furious, but she had to try her best to maintain her composure, and in the end she almost turned into a Ninja Turtle.
Fortunately, the flattery from the wealthy women provided her with some relief.
"Yi-Yi is really pretty! She's much prettier than my two stinky boys."
"Who says otherwise? She's much more likable than my little devil."
"Someday, I'll definitely teach my daughter to be like Yi Yi and not just play around all day."
"When you have time, remember to come to my house to play!"
My rascal may not be very capable, but he's not bad-looking. If there's anyone you like, just ask me.
"And mine too."
"My family has five!"
As the ladies talked, the conversation turned to marriage.
Song Qingyi smiled throughout, showing no anger, and nodded in agreement with everything they said without offering any further comments.
The more she acted this way, the more the wealthy women treated her differently.
Perhaps the conversation had run out of steam, because a noblewoman suddenly spoke up, pointing to Song Qingqing, who was surrounded by a group of aristocratic young men, and said, "Yiyi? Why does that girl look a bit like you?"
As soon as these words were spoken, all the ladies turned their attention to Song Qingqing.
You won't believe it until you see it, and once you do, you'll be filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.
This is because, although Song Qingqing was dressed plainly, her face was the kind that would make women jealous and men's hearts flutter.
His appearance was several times better than Song Qingyi's.
Unconsciously, the ladies glanced at Song Qingyi and Song Qingqing, and finally all shook their heads.
He thought to himself, "They were just praising Song Qingyi for being pretty, but now that I see Song Qingqing, she can't really be called pretty anymore."
They thought they were being very discreet.
Actually, that's not the case. Song Qingyi, who had been paying close attention to their every move, had already noticed the changes in their expressions after the comparison.
He harbored resentment, but had to admit it.
She may not be as pretty as Song Qingqing, but so what?
She is smarter and more intelligent than Song Qingqing.
She is in no way inferior to Song Qingqing.
Song Qingqing had no idea that just because of her appearance, Song Qingyi had been slapped in the face several times.
Right now, she was surrounded by these noble children, and she couldn't even see Song Qingyi's every move.
"Could you please move aside? You're blocking my view." Song Qingqing reprimanded these young noblemen who wielded considerable influence in Huangcheng without any politeness.
When have these proud and arrogant young noblemen ever been treated like this? Although Song Qingqing is beautiful, it doesn't mean they like to be tormented.
Moreover, Song Qingqing's behavior is very much like that of a scheming woman who plays hard to get.
Because of Song Qingqing's words, the crowd dispersed considerably.
However, several young noblemen around Song Qingqing were still unwilling to give up.
These people were all defeated by Song Qingqing's beauty.
"Beautiful lady, what's your name? Can we chat?"
"Right? Since you're just sitting here anyway, why don't you chat with us for a while? What do you say?"
Song rolled her eyes and replied indifferently, "Not interested."
The young noblemen, still unwilling to give up, simply sat down next to Song Qingqing and moved closer to her.
But before they could get close, Song Qingqing got up and changed seats, saying, "I have no interest in you. You don't need to waste your time."
That's a pretty clear rejection!
Pretty straightforward, right?
But some people love to misinterpret what others mean, and these young noblemen are prime examples.
"My beauty, what trick are you playing? Are you just saying one thing and meaning another?"
"Hahaha....."
The young noblemen burst into laughter, and Song Qingqing gave them a look of concern for the mentally challenged.
"With your narcissism, why are you even trying to pick up girls? Just satisfy yourself." After throwing out this incredibly hurtful remark, Song Qingqing got up to leave.
Just then, they bumped into Song Qingyi.
The other person immediately grabbed Song Qingqing's hand and whispered in her ear, "Remember, you have to stay with me until the banquet ends."
Song gently shook off her hand and said through gritted teeth, "You better not try anything funny, or else..."
She didn't say the rest.
But Song Qingqing's meaning was perfectly clear to Song Qingyi.
"No. Come on! I'll introduce you to some new friends." After saying that, she reached out her hand to Song Qingqing again.
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