The Red Wall of the Net King

I'm going back home this weekend.

It is said that it is a boring banquet, nothing more than one of the weddings and funerals, or a blind date in disguise.

Fengji Xueying was in a good mood, changing one set after another, asking me if I looked good at intervals.

My answer is always only one: "Ugly."

At this time, she will be slightly sullen, concealed under the sad expression, which is very pitiful.

Unfortunately, I was the only one in the audience at this time.

The only thing she resembles me is paranoia.Changing one set after another just wants me to say a good word.

And I naturally remained the same, and answered her as always: "It's so ugly."

By the time she has tried all the gowns, I've probably read a book.

I thought she was going to give up.

"Sister, since you don't like these clothes so much, why don't we sell some, your vision should be good." She looked at me expectantly.

"Okay." I wanted to refuse, but suddenly nodded.

"This one looks great." I picked up a dress, appreciating it.

"It's beautiful." She nodded.

So I took out the prepared book and continued to read it.

After she changed out, I shook my head dissatisfied again.

In fact, this dress is really beautiful, but her figure is too petite, so it doesn't fit.

Just like this, I changed it over and over again, until she, who was known for her good temper, became impatient.

"Impatient? Then let's go home." I smiled at her.

Then instruct the clerk to take all the models she tried and wrap them in new ones.

Bill, please.

Well, there must be some more clothes in the closet.

"Didn't my sister say that those are not good-looking?" She looked suspicious, but there was a smile on her lips.

"The ones I wear are still suitable." It's fair and square.

It made her feel aggrieved.

"Xue Ying, why are you with her?" The source of the voice was Marui from Li Haida.

"I..." Feng Ji looked like he was about to cry.

"Are you bullying again..." Marui said in a bad tone.

"Of course." I had the right expression.

"No... I'm selling clothes with my sister. Isn't there a banquet tomorrow?" She will always be the only one who tries to defend herself.

I sneered.

How many times does this happen.

Xue Ying has bullied enough, she always has to pay a price.

When I brought home a pile of clothes, I probably guessed that at the banquet tomorrow, I probably won't be able to hold the wine glass...

Maybe it was a leg injury this time?It's possible... After all, it's not suitable to have scars on the back, and the dress may show the back.

Every time I face Naiko Sakurada, I am surprisingly unwilling to admit defeat.

"This is my family, please be more cautious." Feng Jiliang saw Naiko Sakurada's attack on me, and it was difficult for him to say anything.

Is it because I've been kind to him lately?

"But this little bitch born to a bitch bullied our Xueying again today." The young Yingtian cried like her husband.

"Xue Ying has a very good temper, and is always bullied by... Qing Xi." Feng Jiliang sighed.

"Otherwise we kick her out..." Sakurada tried to repeat the topic she had said countless times.

"No... she is An's child after all, Ye Jiu's family will not let her go..." There seemed to be some scruples in her words.

I knelt down and bowed my head, my face was gloomy and cold, I would not leave easily.

Enduring for so many years, before there is a result-everything will not end so easily.

Atobe attended the banquet together with Kazaki Yukizakura.

Only then did I know that Xue Ying was so determined to let me choose clothes.

Xue Ying consulted Atobe for her opinion, and wanted to know what kind of clothes she should wear so as to form a unity with Atobe.

"Well, let your sister, who is not gorgeous, help you choose a dress. Her eyes are barely gorgeous." It was obviously a suggestion, but it always seemed to be an order when it was said from Atobu's mouth.

That's why this fellow was so pitifully sent to be trampled under my door.

He is kind.

After one favor, one more favor will be sent.

Xueying's first dance was naturally with Uncle Atobe, and then they went their separate ways.

Then, of course, acquaintances gathered together.

Yushi, Atobe, and Xiang Ri all gathered together naturally.

I didn't intend to get a kick, but I was dragged past by my friend Renzu without loyalty.

Towards the end of the party, my last and first dance was to Atobe.

Because he said, I owe him a favor.

Nodded, who told me to get rid of him and must attend with Fengji Xueying.

Black is the most common dress color—but unfortunately, a high-profile and gorgeous person like Atobe wears such a heavy color.

And I do it out of habit.

When two people in black dresses stepped into the dance floor circle in different colors, they looked dazzling.

Probably because the black is so common—so common that no one at this party wore such head-to-toe black.

I seemed inexplicably nervous.

Although I have taken dance lessons, my dance partners are almost always teachers who teach the lessons.

I have always refused the invitation to dance at the banquet.

Only this time - because of a favor.

Of course, dancing a dance is obviously not enough to repay a favor, at most it is a deposit.

I will not offend this young man who will cooperate more in the future.

"My uncle is thinking, you are not claiming that you can give anything for those plans of yours. If my uncle asks you to exchange marriage-would you agree?"

Atobe's dazzling tear mole looks ambiguous under the light, but I can see whether a person is serious or not.

"I will. But I know you won't make such a request." She raised her eyebrows, the corners of her mouth deepened, and she had a standard villainous smile.

I know that when I panic, a smile is the best mask.

As I have tried to practice in front of the mirror for thousands of nights.

Of course, it is the best mask at any time, especially - when you want to cry.