Qi Qingyao: "Oh."

Continue to drink Bodhi crisps slowly.

Seeing that the little girl ignored them, Jiang Liluo was a little displeased at the moment, "Oh, what do you mean, sister Wen asked you where you bought it."

Qi Qingyao glanced at her indifferently, "Did she not open her mouth? Do you want a maid like you to help pass the message?"

Jiang Liluo was furious on the spot, and explained arrogantly: "I'm not a maid anymore, I'm her good friend, and my name is Jiang Liluo."

Qi Qingyao smiled slightly: "You look like a maid, and all you do is maid work, so don't say you are a daughter."

Jiang Liluo started to jump in anger: "You, you, you! I am Miss Jiang's family!~!"

Jiang Siliu felt that this annoying feeling was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember it...

The unremarkable young man in gray and white robe frowned, and looked at the other side with a normal expression. When the little girl's voice reached his ears, he was also slightly stunned... It seemed that he had heard it somewhere, but, really Can't remember.

Wen Chuji saw that Jiang Liluo was repeatedly beaten back by this little girl, so she knew that this little girl didn't look so ordinary, she stepped forward elegantly, nodded and chuckled: "Girl, I am concerned about where your clothes are. Did you buy it? I was afraid that you would buy a fake imitation. After all, this dress is a limited edition of Zi Yunshang. There are only three pieces in the whole capital, or the whole mainland! You wear such a dress rashly. It's not good if people laugh at you for imitating me."

"Thank you for your concern." Qi Qingyao drank the wine and smiled very comfortably.

That didn't take what they said to heart at all, which made Wen Chuji inexplicably angry.

Jiang Liluo also felt the unknown fire rising from the soles of her feet. She walked up and knocked on her table: "My sister Wen means, you'd better change this dress, so as not to embarrass yourself."

Qi Qingyao raised his eyes halfway, looking at the Jiang family lady, "Why should I change?"

Jiang Liluo snorted coldly, and said arrogantly: "It may be fake!"

Qi Qingyao responded with a smile: "What do I wear, is it true or not, what does it have to do with you? What does it matter if I am ashamed or not? How many people do I know?"

Jiang Liluo was furious: "...don't you know what's good or bad." They reminded her out of good intentions, but in the end, their good intentions were taken as a donkey's liver and lungs!

Wen Chuji pretended to be a peacemaker and pulled Jiang Liluo: "Liluo, don't make too much noise at her, be careful to frighten her little girl."

Jiang Siliu frowned beside him, looking hesitant to speak. I want to ask something, but I don't know where to start...

"We're doing this for your own good."

Wen Chuji said with a smile: "Girl, you don't have to save face and forge a Ziyun dress of the same style. You may not know that Ziyun clothes are owned by the Senluo Chamber of Commerce, and the Senluo Chamber of Commerce is very strict in cracking down on counterfeit goods." Yes, if you are found to be wearing fakes that are still so ostentatious, you will definitely be sued to the government! At that time, you may not be able to afford it!"

Qi Qingyao shrugged nonchalantly: "It's not scary to bump into your shirt, it's embarrassing whoever is ugly."

Wen Chuji half-closed his eyes: "Are you talking to yourself?"

Qi Qingyao said casually: "What do you think?"

Wen Chuji: "..." The fists in his sleeves began to clenched tightly. For the first time, Wen Chuji had the urge to ask his nursing home to clean up this wild girl!

Jiang Liluo knew that this made Sister Wen angry, and immediately said: "You little girl, what are you pretending to be, how dare you play tricks with our Sister Wen!"

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