At this moment, Ji Xiao had an extremely strong urge to curse. Of course, she couldn't forget the teachings of her family's Master Xu.
All I know is that her praise was in vain.
I still care about Momo.
Ji Xiao immediately didn't want to talk to her, but when she didn't speak, Wen Momo turned to Sheng Ling worriedly, "A Ling, tell me, is my brother really angry?"
Compared with Ji Xiaoxiao, Sheng Ling was relatively calm. She helped Wen Momo think about it carefully and answered Wen Momo's question: "I think it doesn't matter whether he is angry or not."
Ji Xiaoxiao nodded in agreement, feeling that Sheng Ling still had some brains.
But the brainless Wen Momo refused. She didn't understand Sheng Ling's words. She frowned and asked, "Why is it not important? What if my brother is angry and ignores me in the future?"
Sheng Ling looked up at Wen Momo and said, "That's just right. Momo, didn't you vow to ignore him today? If he ignores you, wouldn't he be playing into his own hands?"
Ji Xiao laughed out loud.
Sheng Ling was analyzing Wen Momo seriously. Hearing Ji Xiaoxiao laugh out loud, he frowned and looked back at her, "Why are you laughing? Did I say something wrong?"
Ji Xiaoxiao waved his hand and said with a smile: "No, you are right."
She just felt that Wen Momo would die of grievance after Sheng Ling said this.
Sure enough, after hearing what Sheng Ling said, Wen Momo frowned even more and responded melancholy, with her head drooping like a little rabbit: "You're right..."
Wen Momo tried to look behind her, but she didn't see Jing Ling.
My brother is really angry and doesn’t want to talk to her anymore...
"Wen Momo, can you still be more successful? Did Jing Ling make you angry first?" When Ji Xiaoxiao saw her depressed look, he couldn't help but lecture her.
Wen Momo bit her mouth and muttered in a low voice, "Actually, I'm making a fuss..."
Before she finished speaking, Ji Xiaoxiao's eyes flew over, and Wen Momo immediately nodded reluctantly and agreed with her words.
Ji Xiaoxiao then continued: "So you can't show your goodwill to Jing Ling so easily. You just leave him alone this time. If he doesn't come to you to apologize, you don't want to talk to him. Do you know... No, can you? Do it?"
Wen Momo nodded bravely and agreed to Ji Xiaoxiao.
While agreeing, she thought to herself that it would be harder to ask her brother to say sorry to her than to ask him to laugh...
So Wen Momo agreed, but she didn't dare to think about such a thing.
They quickly dismissed the incident and went to watch the show on South Street together.
But what was more unexpected was that a new opera troupe from out of town came to South Street. I heard that the plays they performed were ones that had never been performed before in Beicheng, so they attracted attention.
When Ji was young, he went to the Lu Theater to get a seat, while Wen Momo and Sheng Ling went to buy some snacks before coming over.
The play started, and Sheng Ling looked at the actors on the stage who were smiling and frowning, with indifferent eyes, staring at the stage motionlessly.
Ji Xiaoxiao propped up his chin and looked at it for a while, then muttered: "There's nothing interesting to see."
Ji Xiaoxiao muttered and turned his head inadvertently, only to see Sheng Ling sitting beside him, staring intently at the stage with no expression on his face.
Seeing this, Ji Xiaoxiao blinked gently, took a sip of water from the tea cup, and handed another cup of tea to Sheng Ling, "A Ling, what's wrong with you?"
(End of chapter)