Tao Xiaofeng scratched her head, and the little girl gave an awkward yet polite smile.
"Hahaha--------What does Xu Shi mean by 'the others too'?"
Come on.
She really didn't get it, okay.
Xu Shi just smiled without saying a word.
Tao Xiaofeng was completely baffled now.
"Congratulations, Miss Xu Shi."
Awell-dressed man approached Xu Shi.
He raised the champagne glass in his hand.
He was one of the guests attending the wedding today.
Guests are guests.
Xu Shi smiled politely and raised her glass, "Hmm."
Then she took a small sip.
The man's face lit up with delight.
They chatted for a few more minutes.
But he noticed Xu Shi seemed uninterested.
The man quickly shut his mouth and left, knowing better than to overstay his welcome.
Unrequited love.
The flowers fall without sentiment.
Why stay?
To embarrass oneself further?
The man had barely left when another guest came over to toast.
Xu Shi stood out like a firefly in the night.
She was strikingly beautiful.
Tao Xiaofeng was also quite pretty, but next to Xu Shi, she paled in comparison.
Plus, she hadn't dressed up too elaborately today.
She didn't want to outshine the bride.
And so---she ended up as a mere backdrop.
Yes, just a supporting role.
Xu Shi’sidiol.
Tao Xiaofeng felt a pang of jealousy in her heart.
All that talk about other girls being well-dressed.
Clearly, it was just about you, Xu Shi~~~~~~~
Of course,
It’s worth noting that Tao Xiaofeng didn’t have any particular interest in these young talents.
Rather, at such a banquet,
Being approached by the opposite gender for a chat.
It’s a sign of recognition.
This is true for both men and women.
The motivation for Tao Xiaofeng to want attention.
It sounds quite ridiculous when you think about it.
She just wants Xu Mo to look at her a few more times.
"Xu Shi, you are the swan of the entire banquet hall right now. You’re stealing the bride’s thunder, and it’s your sister-in-law’s. Will your parents beat you when they find out?"
As a close friend and sister to Xu Shi,
Tao Xiaofeng couldn’t help but remind her.
Xu Shi couldn’t help but laugh and pointed towards the door.
"Xiaofeng, take a look over there, then you'll know if I'm lying."
Tao Xiaofeng followed Xu Shi’s finger and looked over.
It was quite noisy over there.
She could hear the surrounding people's discussions.
"Woww(ﾟДﾟ)w Is that Yang Jingying from the Yang family? She's so beautiful! The dress is beautiful, but she's even more stunning."
"Oh, boy-----------------I can't take it anymore, I wonder if staring at the goddess will make my eyes sting?"
"Whether it'll sting, I don't know. But sure enough, you'll be treated as a suspicious pervert and be thrown out by the security guards."
"I heard Yang Jingying also likes Xu Mo, what is this about? Dressing so eye-catching today, is she here to steal the bride's thunder?"
"I think so, I'm freaking out! There's another super goddess here."
"What super goddess, you outsider, you haven't seen the world. This is the eldest daughter of the Han family from the Four Great Families of Magic City, Miss Han Zhiqi. One word, that figure is about to blow my eyes wide."
"Tsk tsk--------------If only she could be my girlfriend."
"Bro, how many peanuts did you eat? You're so drunk."
"Huh? You’re not going to tell me, she also likes Xu Mo, are you?"
"Bingo, congratulations, you guessed right."
The guy who knew the truth felt numb.
What's the meaning of this?
Xu Mo from Magic City is so popular?
It's known that the young ladies from thesenoblyfamilies.
Even if not arrogant.
Their skills and looks are undisputed.
The standards for their partners must be extraordinarily high.
Since they all like Xu Mo the same.
It proves one thing.
Xu Mo must have something extraordinary about him.
Speaking of which.
On Yang Jingying’s side.
Today, she wore a purple high-slit gown.
Purple, a color of nobility.
Her pair of glowing legs, as white as milk, were exposed.
This pair of legs caninstantlykill most leg fetishists.
On her small, exquisite earlobes, she wore a pair of Gucci earrings.
Her aura of a superior was naturally formed.
She is one of the few goddesses who possess both beauty and wisdom.
God closes a door and will surely open a window for you.
But in Yang Jingying’s case.
God not only opened the window for her but also the door.
Wealth, beauty, wisdom, status.
Every move.
Brimming with charm.
The dream girl of many boys.
Having a wife like that, how would one not feel thrilled?
Oh, pfft------------------------------
Having a wife like that, what more could one ask for?
And walking beside Yang Jingying, Han Zhiqi.
She wore a fiery red high-slit gown.
Perfect pair of legs nearly as unparalleled as a piece of art.
Absolutely top-notch.
Her lips painted with a slightly bold brick-red lipstick.
This look.
Couldn’t go unnoticed.
Dressing fancier than the bride herself.
Didn’t know.
If they didn’t know better, they’d think Han Zhiqi was the bride of the day!!
The gown had a slit that was much slanted and lied at an rather unrealistic place.
Every step.
Brought about unpredictable feelings, associated to scenarios of the evening’s prospect.
It was almost magnetically making a person want to look closer.
Yet knew it was indecent..
Yet still found that one couldn’t help but get a closer view
Absolutely wonderful!!!!!!!!!!!
"You're dressed quite nicely today," Han Zhiqi glanced at Yang Jingying.
Giving a modest evaluation.
When Han Zhiqi examined her.
Yang Jingying was also observing her.
Yang Jingying smiled, her tone relaxed.
"The same to you, and don't forget why we're here today. Since we're here, we must leave her with an unforgettable wedding."
Han Zhiqi nodded, forcing a smile, agreeing,
"Indeed!! A person's life only has this one time. It’s good to remember it well."
Her voice was tinged with slight jealousy.
Even deeper jealousy.
Concealed.
And well-hidden.
Last night after returning home.
She felt miserable.
She wanted to cry.
Her heart was heavy.
But who to cry for?
Cry for herself?
What a joke.
Why can Zhou Qiaoqiao?
But not her, Han Zhiqi?
She was there first!
Instead of sneaking around and crying alone.
Better to come face on.
She would save some bacb and had the rest flowing
Just like that, going gracefully somewhat.
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Alright, goodnight, eh (in a low voice)~~~