Ye Qingluo let go.
Yingying Yanyan behind her immediately stepped forward and supported Hongmei.
"Sister Hongmei, are you okay?"
A group of people gathered around to express concern.
Hongmei's face was ashen, her eyes stared at Ye Qingluo with cold eyes.
The hatred in the eyes.
It seemed to drown Ye Qingluo.
She stared angrily at Ye Qingluo, her meticulously made-up makeup was faintly distorted: "You bitch, do you know who I am?"
"Who are you, I don't care." Ye Qingluo replied very simply, with her narrow and charming eyes frivolous, with a hint of playfulness, "I said girl, how old are you this year?"
"What do you mean?" Hongmei felt that she was being ridiculed.
Ye Qingluo looked her up and down lightly: "I think the girl is at least 30 years old, right? Why are you still like a three-year-old child, you can't win... so you have to sue your family and find them to support you Woolen cloth?"
After a slight pause, she thought of something: "Oh, right, now three-year-old children can't move, so they will use the names of their family members."
She covered her lips and smiled softly.
A lively and fragrant girl, full of charm.
With this smile and frown, even a woman has to admit her charm and charm.
Hongmei now understands that the girl in front of her is mocking her.
His face turned from ashen to extremely ugly.
She clenched her jade fingers tightly.
What is thirty
She is only in her twenties now!
The most taboo thing for women is to be called old.
Especially by a girl younger and more beautiful than himself.
Moreover, besides mocking her for looking old... add the second half of the sentence.
It was simply an insult to her!
A moment ago, he mocked her for being old.
The next moment, he mocked her for being inferior to a three-year-old child!
Hongmei's face flushed red.
It's angry, it's annoyed.
Almost can't wait to crush the girl in front of me into pieces!
Ye Qingluo's frivolous and slender eyebrows, her charming eyes glowed brightly: "What? Isn't what I said the truth?"
She moved forward slowly, getting closer.
This move.
Hongmei was so startled that she subconsciously took two steps back.
It seemed that he had an inexplicable fear of the girl in front of him.
Ye Qingluo bent her pink lips, and looked at Hongmei's behavior with some sarcasm: "Those who can come to Feng's house to participate in the banquet must be either rich or expensive, I didn't expect... the noble daughter of the God Realm, That’s how it looks.”
She snorted lightly, mocking her tone: "It's really disappointing."
The few women did not understand the profound meaning contained in the word "God Realm" that Ye Qingluo said.
Just noticed another layer of meaning in this sentence—
This girl has never seen a noble daughter!
It also means that this girl is not a member of the nobility at all!
Then she is a commoner? !
With this cognition.
The women looked at Ye Qingluo with a little more disdain.
In God Realm.
It is different from those in the lower realm who are respected and fists are supreme.
People in the God Realm attach great importance to bloodlines.
There is also great emphasis on racial hierarchy.
The flat nation is to the royal family or the nobles.
It is an inferior existence.
The royal family and nobles simply look down on the people of the Ping nationality.
Facing the Ping Nation.
Aristocrats have an innate sense of superiority.
"You're right, this is the Feng family's banquet."
Among Yingying and Yanyan, a woman answered: "The people who come are all rich or expensive, so... Excuse me, which family's daughter are you? Why have we never met you?"
These women are all the daughters of the nobles.
Wandering in the circle of nobles all the year round.