Xianyu's leisurely life through books

The fiery noise suddenly fell silent.

The crowd followed the sound.

The speaker was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, dressed in a red begonia dress, with hollowed-out butterflies of various sizes on the skirt, dancing gracefully between her movements.

The palm-sized face is tender and fair, with a sharp chin, big eyes and red lips, what a delicate little beauty.

However, her eyebrows and eyes showed a little domineering, which made her beauty compromised.

It is today's birthday star, the eldest daughter of the Jiang family.

As if on purpose, she caressed the gold armor on the ring finger and little finger of her left hand time after time. The small red and green diamonds contrasted with the metallic luster, reflecting a sense of glamor and arrogance.

The Jiang family is a big family in the local area, and most of the other official family members support her.

As soon as she suppressed it, other people didn't dare to open their mouths even if they disagreed in their hearts.

Hong Shan was not afraid of her, and rolled her eyes:

"There are thousands of kinds of beauty. I have a different style from yours. What's the point of making a forced comparison?"

Miss Jiang looked at the shape on Hong Shan's hand with contempt, and said two words: "Cheap!"

After saying that, she sneered, and Tingting walked away.

Hong Shan's complexion changed.

Compared with those gold armor sets in her hand, this kind of painted nail shape is indeed much cheaper.

It may be said that ornaments made of gold and jade must be more expensive than paintings on paper?

No.

The aesthetic value is different, the price is different.

The gold armor set is precious, but Pei Xiaoxiao's manicure is one-off, and can match different styles with different clothes.

Each has advantages.

Does Miss Jiang know this?

She just didn't deal with herself and deliberately suppressed her.

As soon as Miss Jiang came up, she set a "cheap" background color for Pei Xiaoxiao's nail art. How will she do business in the future?
You must know that in a group, what tone is initially set, and the subsequent development will carry the original background.

For example, Mo Momo, a dating app, no matter how the company transforms later, it will be labeled as a date.

Another example is station b, which has multiple deconstructions of video content and attracts upward users.

On the other hand, Zhanzhan, which has popular content and can mobilize emotions, is more likely to explode, and users are downward.

This is the base color.

Today, as soon as she sent Pei Xiaoxiao's nail art out of the factory, Miss Jiang gave her a "cheap" base color.

Because of Miss Jiang's own influence in Liuyun County, other wealthy women, no matter what they think in their hearts, will more or less cater to her statement.

Really, isn't she doing Pei Xiaoxiao a disservice?

Hong Shan can't do it.

She stepped forward and grabbed the eldest girl, and asked in a cold voice:

"Famous paintings are also painted with cheap paints. Do you dare to say that these vulgar objects in your hands must be worth more than famous paintings?"

Miss Jiang was caught in pain, her eyes were red and she said delicately:

"Miss Hong, you hurt me."

Hong Shan: "..."

Her chest heaved up and down: "Don't change the subject, why is mine so cheap? Is the pattern uglier than your palette of diamonds and agates randomly piled up?"

Miss Jiang sneered in her heart, her face was still delicate:
"Miss Hong...you let go, I will speak later, if there is any grievance, we will settle it later, please don't mess up my birthday party on purpose, okay?"

Hong Shan was about to be blown up.

Obviously she was the one who made trouble first.

After being embarrassed, run away.

In turn, they framed her, Hong Shan, for disturbing the host's banquet without proper etiquette.

Annoyed, she increased her strength.

Miss Jiang let out a cry of pain, tears filled her eyes:

"Take it easy, it hurts."

Her exclamation and delicate attitude attracted a lot of sympathy.

In addition, it is today's protagonist, and everyone came to persuade him.

"Miss Jiang is just talking, and she didn't really hurt you. Why do you hurt others?"

"This is her birthday party today. Are you being too ungrateful for being so persistent?"

"She's just a pretty girl, she can't compare to the steel and iron bones you have practiced all day, you better let go!"

"Our Jiaojiao girls are different from you. To be a human being, you must know how to think in another way."

The ladies and maids who surrounded them quickly separated Hong and Jiang.

Hong Shan watched helplessly as the annoying ghost was comforted by everyone, and also saw a look of success in her eyes.

She pointed to Miss Jiang and the circle of dog legs around her, and said angrily: "Jiaojiao girl? What enmity does Jiaojiao girl have with you, you must put this title on her, don't tarnish this word, okay?"

After saying this, Hong Shan turned around and strode away.

unlucky!

Some people who are used to Miss Jiang who don't usually look at her very well couldn't help laughing.

He quickly covered his mouth again.

Indeed, what does an arrogant and domineering woman have to do with a delicate girl?
but……

Miss Jiang said in public that the manicures were cheap.

Originally, I still had some thoughts on styling, so I stopped thinking about it.

After all, even Hong Shan was ridiculed, their status is even lower, if they really do these looks, they will not only be laughed at.

It will even offend Miss Jiang.

No need no need.

Paint some solid colors, even if the shape is ordinary, but the color matching is good, it can also be brilliant.

The next day, Rejuvenation Hall.

"Daddy, I'm going to pee, wait for me to come back, don't close the door." Song Wen twisted her small body, her face turned a little red.

Song Yu laughed: "Okay."

The little one ran into the hut.

Only Song Yu and Du Rouhui were left in the room.

As the needle operation came to an end, Du Rouhui concentrated on pulling out the silver needles one by one.

Pulling out the last one, she was stunned when her eyes touched Song Yu's legs.

Compared with the previous two months, the veins on Song Yu's legs are much lighter in color.

This means that toxin activity levels are kept to a very low level.

If only relying on her acupuncture treatment, the active level of toxins could not have dropped so quickly.

This can only illustrate one problem...

Song Yu is actively adopting other methods for healing.

Judging from the current situation, it can basically be completely controlled by continuing with one or two courses of treatment.

If his body is strong enough, I am afraid that this course of treatment will be over, and it will be almost the same.

It is self-evident what this means to Song Yu, Pei Xiaoxiao, and her.

She looked at his legs, dazed in a daze, and the fingertips holding the silver needle turned white.

The woman in front of him looked wrong, Song Yu frowned:
"Doctor Du, what's wrong with my leg?"

Du Rouhui slowly raised her head, her eyes flushed red:

"Brother Song Yu...do you...really love Miss Xiaoxiao that much?"

Song Yu was speechless.

He smiled and said, "My lady, of course I love you."

"What about me?" She couldn't help her nose sore, "Don't you care what I do for you and what I think about you?"

Song Yu's smile remained unchanged: "Doctor Du, don't talk nonsense, I am just a doctor-patient relationship with you."

Du Rouhui almost burst into tears.

She stared at Song Yu with beautiful eyes, full of tears.

I see pity.

The corners of Song Yu's mouth always kept that upward curve, and his eyes were devoid of friendship.

It looks impeccable.

But it was cruel.

Very cold.

Thinking of how much she had done for him, even losing her innocence, Du Rouhui couldn't hold back her tears, dripping down.

Song Yu slowly suppressed his smile, and his voice was calm:
"Doctor Du, my wife and I are in love with each other. If we force our way between us, there will be no good results. Why are you bothering?"