After a busy morning, when I returned to the main house again, what happened last night suddenly spread throughout the servant circle.
When Xixi entered the house, there was a lot of discussion around her.
"Look, look, it's her, she's just been here a few days, and she's already crawling onto the young master's a**!"
"Aren't you afraid of exposing your true nature in such a hurry?"
"I heard that my family is in decline. Maybe they are short of money?"
"I don't think she looks very good. She has breasts but not breasts, and she has tunics but not tunics. Why did the young master fall in love with her?"
There were many looks on Xixi, almost all of which were mocking.
Xixi is a person who never cares about the opinions of outsiders, and she doesn't want to explain to people who have nothing to do with her. She doesn't take it seriously when a group of people say it.
On the spiral staircase, a figure slowly walked down to the living room. He listened to the servant's conversation word for word. His eyes turned to Xixi, who did not deny it, and his beautiful eyebrows wrinkled.
Xixi lowered her head and was about to walk upstairs. When she stepped on the corner, she paused.
"Madam!" She looked at the woman in front of her in surprise, and she greeted her politely.
Tong Xiyao smiled slightly, his smile was very light and he looked kind.
"Let's talk?" Walking in front, Tong Xiyao went upstairs ahead of her, regardless of whether Xixi Da agreed or not.
Xixi followed her stiffly, and the two walked through the long stairs one after another, and finally arrived at the open-air balcony on the top floor.
Tong Xiyao turned his back, with a smile on his lips, and looked her up and down several times.
Xixi has a very unique temperament, light, like the feeling of the moonlight lingering, with a hint of coldness, which is different from the charming women outside.
Tong Xiyao actually likes girls like this, who are clean, bright and pure.
It's just that her liking doesn't mean anything.
"Xixi, is what those people just said true?" After staring at her for a while, Tong Xiyao suddenly spoke calmly.
"Madam, it's not what you think." Xixi wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Tong Xiyao, "It should be a well-known secret that Mu Chen has a fiancée! Mu Chen and his fiancée have been married since childhood. It is inevitable for two people to get married. Mu Chen's father and I will not agree to regret the marriage, and the Mo family will not agree either. I hope you understand this too!"
She never minced words and expressed what she wanted to say very clearly.
Xixi just listened to her words quietly, her face lowered, and her expression could not be seen clearly, but her body seemed to be visibly shaken.
Tong Xiyao didn't know what her reaction meant, but she thought it was enough.
Without saying anything, he passed her and Tong Xiyao went down the stairs ahead of her.
Xixi's eyes followed her figure, watching her gradually disappear at the top of the stairs, and the corners of her lips twitched bitterly.
How could she not know this
If it weren't for this, she wouldn't have appeared at Qing's house!
Xixi stood upstairs for a long time. When she came downstairs, she happened to bump into Qing Muchen who was about to go out.
He seemed to be going out. He didn't know where he was going, and he was walking in a hurry.
Everyone had already walked out of the hall, and when they heard Xixi's footsteps behind them, for some reason, his footsteps suddenly stopped.
He glanced sideways at her from the corner of his eye, his deep eyes stared at her intently for a while, and his eyebrows slightly raised.