Hearing Xiaoxiao speak like this, Wen Nuan felt a tinge of embarrassnt. She had been so confident, yet she didn’t expect a dark horse to erge in the competition. However, it was she herself who had helped raise this dark horse. If she hadn’t lent a hand, perhaps Xiaoxiao wouldn’t have been able to participate in the competition at all.
Maybe it was all destined by fate. She revealed an accepting smile on her face, "It’s nothing, perhaps it’s all destined, outskilled by soone better."
When Xiaoxiao looked over, her expression was not at all pretentious, and her gentle and elegant deanor was also very appealing, "How old are you?"
Wen Nuan hadn’t expected Xiaoxiao to suddenly ask about her age, but she replied generously, "I’m sixteen this year."
"Then we’re the sa age, I’m also sixteen." Xiaoxiao hadn’t expected Wen Nuan to be sixteen, she looked like she should be younger. Indeed, there was a difference between country girls and city girls.
A flash of surprise crossed Wen Nuan’s eyes as she too was taken aback that they were the sa age, "Really? When is your birthday?"
"February fourteenth." Xiaoxiao thought since she had accepted her original identity, she should say everything according to it.
"Then you’re a bit older than , mine is April thirtieth."
"April thirtieth? Wasn’t that just yesterday?" Xiaoxiao was quite surprised, realizing that yesterday was Wen Nuan’s birthday, "Though it’s a day late, I still wish you a happy birthday."
"Hehe, thank you." Wen Nuan still wore a faint smile on her face.
"Actually, you were also amazing on stage that day, not bested by my sister." What Xiaoxiao said was the truth. That day, Wen Nuan truly perford exceptionally well.
"Hehe, being outskilled is just being outskilled, a loss is a loss." Wen Nuan shook her head, fully convinced in her defeat. Wang Xiangxiang’s final performance that day was indeed remarkable, the song lyrics were very similar to what she saw at the Grand Theater today.
The reason she ca was also to see this kind of innovative performance style; what she had learned was too old-fashioned.
"Actually, you don’t have to feel outskilled. How old are you? My sister is already twenty, four years older than you. By the ti you’re twenty, you will definitely surpass her."
Wen Nuan was amused by Xiaoxiao’s words, "You really know how to comfort soone."
"I’m speaking the truth." In any case, Xiaoxiao felt that they were all talented enough, unlike her, who knew a little bit of everything but wasn’t an expert in anything, just diocre.
"Let’s not talk about this anymore. Oh right, what did you an when you just ntioned that your sister and I could collaborate?"
Xiaoxiao guessed correctly; Wen Nuan indeed had actual power in her family’s Cloth Shop. She was different from other young ladies because her father was ambitious. Hoping she would grow up to marry into a good family, capable of being a competent household mistress on her own, he had started training her in various aspects from a young age. The visit to the Marriage Fate Temple was also her father’s requirent; whom she would marry was not for her to decide.
"Actually, my sister and I are selling lingerie, sleepwear, that kind of stuff."
"Hmm?"
"Co here, I’ll show you." Saying so, Xiaoxiao pulled Wen Nuan into the changing area. Once inside, Xiaoxiao started stripping off her clothes to reveal her bra to Wen Nuan, "This is it."
Wen Nuan and Wang Xiangxiang were entirely different types. Both were talented, but Xiangxiang lived more for herself; she would laugh heartily with her hand on her belly, eat without concern for her image, and talk noisily.
But such behavior was not allowed for Wen Nuan. Her family had molded her into the image of a poised and gentle lady. Seeing Xiaoxiao’s actions, she blushed like a cooked shrimp and her speech lost its calmness, "You, you should put your clothes back on quickly."
"..." Huh?
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