The main courtyard of the Gu Family.
Yi Yilan left, and the entire living room felt sowhat hollow.
Feng Shulan didn’t rise; she continued to sit on the sofa sipping her tea, lazily lifting her eyelids toward the staircase and said, "Everyone’s gone, you can co down now."
As her words fell, at the corner of the staircase, appeared the outline of a middle-aged woman, wearing a light blue qipao embroidered with phoenix butterflies, and red high heels on her feet.
This woman was none other than Feng Shulan’s own younger sister, Feng Sixiu.
At this mont, she held the handrail and gracefully descended the stairs, "Yi Yilan truly is calculative, after all these years, she hasn’t changed a bit. Refusing to acknowledge what she did, calling a stag a horse, blaming others, it’s truly irritating!"
On Feng Sixiu’s exceptionally beautiful face, there was a hint of disdain, completely disapproving of Yi Yilan’s behavior.
Feng Shulan, elegant and dignified, rested her hand on her temple and said, "This is the difference with aristocratic families. Yi Yilan learned the bad habits of nobles, but didn’t understand the secrets of their enduring prosperity. In the end, her skills are diocre."
On any other day, Feng Shulan would never speak so harshly. Even if she had thoughts, she would’ve kept them to herself.
However, the matter with Qiu Xue was truly infuriating, and she still held anger in her heart.
"That’s indeed true."
Feng Sixiu agreed in response.
On the surface, both the Feng Family and the Yi Family were noble families, but in essence, there was a difference.
The Feng Family is a family passed down over ten generations. In the early days of Longxing Country’s founding, during endless wars, many aristocratic families fell. The Feng Family was affected, falling from grace to beco an ordinary family. However, thanks to deep roots, they maintained their current state.
As for the Yi Family, they were a different story. The Yi Family rose to prominence three or four decades ago. After the old family head of the Yi Family died, it was Yi Yilan’s father who inherited the family business, which is only two generations.
According to the previous differentiation of noble families, the Yi Family wouldn’t even be considered noble; they’d just be wealthy landed gentry.
Nowadays, wealth alone defines a noble family.
Yet people forget that while it’s easy to conquer the world, it’s hard to keep it.
"However, this Qiu Family daughter has truly embarrassed herself. Although her singing is decent and she should have a better stage to develop in the future, she caused such a scene. She set her eyes on our Jue Tong’s man—thinking of it now makes furious! Qiu Xue has disgraced both the Qiu and Yi families!"
On Feng Sixiu’s flawless face, a glimr of anger erged.
"Do you think these things are accidental?"
Feng Shulan tilted her head slightly, lazily raising her eyebrow.
Her words were full of implicit aning, conveying everything without needing further words.
"This, this Li Yan is nothing more than a poor boy... Even if he has good prospects, Yi Yilan wouldn’t have her eyes on him, unless..."
Feng Sixiu took a deep breath, her beautiful eyes widening involuntarily.
"It should be just that."
Feng Shulan combed her hair, speaking indifferently, "Yi Yilan has extrely high standards. Even marrying a prince, she felt she wronged herself. Ever since Qiu Xue was born, she raised her as a wealthy family’s noble daughter, hoping Qiu Xue would achieve great success to honor the family. She definitely wouldn’t joke about such matters!"
"But could this be Qiu Xue’s own idea... After all, she’s also a scheming girl..." Feng Sixiu speculated, hastily wanting to deny the most terrifying suspicion.
"Qiu Xue grew up like a princess; how would she be willing to lower herself to be Li Yan’s mistress? Using every trick, just like Yi Yilan. If no one behind her was instigating her, I wouldn’t believe it."
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