Mo Ran is indeed her brother's biggest supporter.
She is frank and straightforward, never pretentious, and very open and supportive of An Huaishou.
The other girls' quiet cheers were drowned out by Mo Ran's voice.
Even her brother looked over and saw the flag Lin Moran was waving for her in the stands. He smiled, clasped his hands in a fist salute to thank Moran for her cheering.
Mo Ran seemed encouraged, and his cheers were so loud they almost burst his eardrums.
An Yuan'er watched Mo Ran from the side. She was truly a brave girl. Girls often dared not be honest about their feelings because they were afraid of rejection, afraid that if they were too proactive, the other person would lose interest. That's why women often played that game of playing hard to get, which was a real headache for others.
But Mo Ran, she absolutely disdains girls who play mind games.
An Yuan'er thought: If my brother can really be with Mo Ran in the future, I wonder how comfortable their lives will be.
The greatest malice lies between women.
The girls were unhappy that Mo Ran's cheers drowned out their own, and they were also unhappy. An turned around and clasped her hands in a fist salute to Lin Mo Ran.
Han Yuanyuan's follower, Su Na, said, "Lin Moran, do you know what this is called? It's called shamelessness. Everyone in the school knows that Young Master An has praised our Yuanyuan's poetry many times, saying she deserves the title of a talented woman."
Lin Moran said dismissively, "So what? Does it stop me from cheering?"
"You...you...even if you shout until your throat is hoarse, Young Master An will not like you, such a rude and shrewish woman."
Lin Moran spent most of her time in military camps, and her masculine attire made her seem somewhat out of place among the young ladies of the capital.
But An Yuan'er knew that Lin Moran was sensitive and could not be judged as a shrew just because of her appearance.
She said to Suna, "I, as your sister, don't know who my brother likes. But the only thing I do know is that my brother definitely doesn't like a woman like you who sows discord, speaks so harshly, and is ugly."
"What did you say about me?" Suna only called Lin Moran a shrew, but she didn't expect An Yuan'er to say so many bad things about her.
"It seems your hearing isn't very good either. Let me repeat myself: I said my brother would never like a woman like you who sows discord, speaks so harshly, and is ugly as a crap."
Suna felt as if struck by lightning. Although she was not as beautiful as An Piao'er or Han Yuanyuan, who were famous in Shengjing, she was still a lady that everyone often praised.
Suna retorted, "What makes you think you can call me ugly? Even if you are Young Master An's sister, you can't go this far."
"Why should I?" An Yuan'er chuckled. "Do you think your appearance isn't as ugly as mine?"
Suna looked at the delicate and pretty face in front of her and was speechless for a moment.
Not to mention that she can't compare to An Yuan'er in looks, even Han Yuanyuan, who follows her, can't compare to An Yuan'er in terms of appearance.
Suna lowered her head, feeling ashamed.
Han Yuanyuan, who had remained silent until now, suddenly said, "Even if Miss An is confident in her beauty, she certainly doesn't need to insult other girls."
Han Yuanyuan's casual remark instantly aroused the dissatisfaction of the other girls.
"An Yuan'er, what gives you the right to attack others as ugly and deformed?"
"Do you think that just because you're pretty, you're something special?"
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