After the divorce, she airborne hot search

With Jiang Nanchen's cry, everyone's attention was successfully focused on Quan Jiu.

There was a flash of surprise in everyone's eyes.

The woman was wearing a snow-white cheongsam embroidered with national style. Not to mention her graceful figure, her temperament was even more outstanding. Coupled with her beautiful face, she was so beautiful that people couldn't move their eyes.

Mother Jiang was also amazed.But then she frowned slightly.

He Miao also looked over.But after seeing it clearly, he was shocked, and immediately seemed to think of something, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Quan Jiu and Wang Feifei came to Jiang Mu.Wang Feifei first handed over her own gift, "Aunt Jiang, happy birthday, I wish you eternal youth in Nanshan."

Mother Jiang looked at her a few more times before she smiled and said, "Isn't this Feifei? How are your parents doing recently?"

Wang Feifei was a little surprised, "Auntie, do you recognize me?"

"Haha, you and your father are carved out of the same mold." Mother Jiang held Wang Feifei's hand, "The last time I saw you was when you were ten years old. I never imagined that tomboy back then would be so juicy."

Wang Feifei smiled embarrassingly, "It's a girl's eighteenth change. My parents are in good health."

"She is the daughter of the Wang family?" Mrs. Youfu asked in surprise, "Did you say we kissed you?"

Wang Feifei laughed dryly, "I haven't considered it yet."

"Oh, it should be 26 seven, it's time to think about it." Mrs. Fu took Wang Feifei's hand, "I have a nephew who looks very good, I will introduce you to each other sometime." Without any explanation, she took Wang Feifei to see herself Photo of nephew.

Jiang Nanchen said to Jiang's mother, "Mom, this is Jiujiu."

Only now did Mother Jiang look directly at Quan Jiu, with a polite but alienated smile on her face, "Excuse me for my blindness, I don't know which family's child it is? It looks a bit strange."

Quan Jiu smiled slightly, "Parents died long ago."

It turned out to be of civilian origin.The complexion of everyone in the hall immediately changed from admiration to contempt and disgust. She was born as a commoner and still looks so pretty, so she must be a vixen or something.

The smile on Jiang's mother's face became more polite and distant, he laughed, "I was the one who was rude."

Quan Jiu presented a gift box, "I wish my aunt a happy life and a healthy life."

Mother Jiang nodded slightly, and the servant took the gift box and placed it in the corner of a pile of presents.

Seeing Jiangnan Chen's eyes glued to Quan Jiu's body, He Miao recalled Jiangnan Chen's words just now, and jealousy arose in his heart.

"Auntie, don't you want to see what gift this sister gave you?" He Miao said while going to get the gift box.

A woman whose parents are both dead and has no power or power, can only rely on being a vixen who acts as a mistress, and can give something good. This kind of woman has the strongest self-esteem, and she wants to crush this self-esteem and trample on the ground.

Jiang's mother wanted to save the little girl some face, but she saw her son's eyes were burning.

The Jiang family is a scholarly family from generation to generation. How could it be possible to marry a commoner whose parents have both died? It is better to let the little girl know the gap between the two. If she can learn to retreat, I can introduce her to a good family. .

Thinking of this, Mother Jiang didn't refuse, and let He Miao open Quan Jiu's gift box.

Mrs. Fu and the ladies all went over to watch the fun. If a commoner with both parents died, any good things he could give would be unworthy gifts.

As the gift box was opened, the onlookers finally couldn't hide their ridicule.

It turned out to be a piece of blue silk, which should be clothes.

He Miao chuckled, "This gift is real, but it's a pity that my aunt only wears custom-made clothes, not just any clothes."

It's just a piece of tattered clothes, worth a few dollars, it really is poor.She threw the clothes box casually and fell to the ground.

Mrs. Fu and the ladies couldn't help laughing too.

Jiang Nanchen's face darkened suddenly, and he said calmly, "Pick it up."

He Miao hadn't seen him get angry before, so she felt a little scared, so she hurriedly made amends for herself, "I slipped my hand, I accidentally dropped it." Then he picked up the clothes box, but put it aside casually.

Jiang Nanchen looked at the ridicule of the crowd coldly, "The Jiang family has been a scholar for generations, and the word self-cultivation is deeply rooted in the bones. Since the elders have entered the Jiang family, please temporarily use your few self-cultivation to support the facade."

As soon as the words were finished, all the rich wives and ladies present looked ugly.

Jiang's mother was even more sullen, "Nan Chen, what are you talking about, have you been abroad for two years, have you even forgotten the basics of etiquette?"

Jiang Nanchen's tone was sharp, "I didn't forget, but I wanted to remind everyone present who forgot."

"You..." Mother Jiang was dizzy with anger, "Apologize to me quickly."

Jiang Nanchen said stubbornly: "They apologize to Jiujiu first, and I naturally apologize to them."

When Wang Feifei heard the movement, she quickly squeezed into the crowd, only took a few glances, and immediately guessed what was going on.

Her face turned dark, and since there were all elders around, she pointed the finger at He Miao, "Why are you so uneducated, how can you unwrap Auntie's gift as you please, and throw it away, you have nothing to do with the Jiang family." hatred?"

He Miao said angrily, "It's because the clothes are too shabby to match Aunt Jiang."

"I think you are the most shabby one. Haven't you ever learned how to care less about courtesy? Haven't you ever gone to school?" Feifei Wang went back angrily.

Jiang Nanchen glared at He Miao, "Take back what you just said."

He Miao was angered in public, and her eyes were red with anger, "Why? She is just a mistress who was taken care of by others. Brother Nan Chen, don't be blinded by this vixen's face."

It really is a vixen.The rich wives became more and more contemptuous, and Mrs. Zhao said eccentrically, "This is the upper class society, how come even low-spirited people like Xiao San get in here."

Jiang's mother's face was swept away, and her face was also ugly, "Nan Chen, see off the guests."

Wang Feifei gave Jiang Nanchen a hard look, and pulled Quan Jiu to leave.

Quan Jiu came to his gift box with a smile, took out the clothes in the box, and folded them again.

And when she shook off the clothes, the rich wives also saw clearly what the clothes looked like.

It is a peony embroidered cheongsam. The vivid peony embroidery on the skirt is very eye-catching, and the cheongsam is not ordinary silk. The sharp-eyed wife immediately recognized it and exclaimed: "This is unexpectedly Yunjin."

"No, this is Yunlan. This is the clothes of Yunlan Pavilion." Someone exclaimed again.

Mother Jiang also frowned, took a closer look, and said in surprise after a while: "This is indeed a high-end custom made by Yunlan Pavilion."

Mrs. Youfu didn't believe it, "How could a mistress get the clothes of Yunlan Pavilion. Yunlan Pavilion has to be booked several years in advance, and only sells ten pieces a year. If you have money, you can't buy them. It must be fake."

However, Mother Jiang stared obsessively at the exquisite peony embroidery, and murmured, "This is indeed the clothes of Yunlan Pavilion, and this handwork was embroidered by the owner of Yunlan Pavilion himself, using double-sided embroidery. Clothes can be worn on the front and back, and the front and back must be two different styles.”

As she spoke, she took the clothes subconsciously and turned them over. Sure enough, the embroidery on the skirt turned into an elegant orchid embroidery.The front is rich and the inside is elegant, which is the best meaning.