Jiang Muxue roared so softly, and the surroundings immediately fell silent, it was not that she Jiang Muxue had a big aura, but it was really that the act of "roaring" just now was too sudden, and it did not match Jiang Xinyue's usual image.

Most of the people were stunned.

Sure enough, after a moment of silence, there was a sudden sigh from the crowd, and several women covered their mouths and whispered timidly, all of them throwing disdainful glances at Jiang Muxue.

Zhang Peng also reacted, regained his momentum just now, and in order not to lose face, he said contemptuously: "Ouch, I'm really sorry, Miss Jiang, I didn't mean to." Saying that, he bent down and pretended to pick it up, but suddenly stopped halfway, "Look, it's all dirty, Miss Jiang, you are talented, why don't you make another song?" Anyway, you can have as many poems as you want! ”

There was laughter all around.

Jiang Muxue naturally understood what he meant.

Well, isn't it just poetry! The old lady can't do it, can't she still memorize it?

Jiang Muxue originally planned to leave directly, but unfortunately, these dogs and men were stunned, especially Hai Lanzhu's little eyes that were expecting her to be ugly, which made Jiang Muxue disgusted half to death.

The brain turned around, and Jiang Muxue remembered a poem by Nalan Xingde, that realm, and threw the poem that Hai Lanzhu had just written eighteen streets.

"Yes, isn't it just writing poetry, eating and drinking as simple, and serving with paper and pen."

After Jiang Muxue finished speaking, she immediately picked up the pen, and Zhang Peng hurriedly smiled: "Okay! Miss Jiang, please! ”

While laughing and glancing at everyone, everyone was very excited, everyone here is not rich or expensive, life is too boring, there is a person who mixes monkeys like this, they are naturally willing to play!

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the scene, waiting to see Jiang Muxue's jokes.

Hai Lanzhu, who bowed her head and was silent, was also looking forward to it, and her eyes were faintly excited.

"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan?"

Just picked up the pen and wrote such a sentence, and the people who saw it were silent, and a few people repeated this sentence, only to feel that the artistic conception was far-reaching.

"Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable."

"Lishan said that it was half a night, and the tears and rain did not complain."

"How can he be like a lucky brocade cloth, and he wishes for the day with wings and branches."

Jiang Muxue wrote a sentence, Mu Feiyan read a sentence, and at the end of the reading, her tone was ecstatic, "Such a good poem, where did you think of it?" ”

Where do you want to come from? Nalan Rongruo gave it! Jiang Muxue sighed, when she was alive, she often recited poems, and her favorite among the poets was Nalan Rongruo.

I didn't expect it to really come in handy today to give a poor woman some dignity back.

There was silence all around, and several people read it over and over again, always feeling that they couldn't read enough.

After Hai Lanzhu listened to it for the first time, she blushed.

Jiang Muxue glanced at her deliberately, sneering in her heart, Hai Lanzhu's poem ends with "The most beautiful thing in the world is the first time you see it", and her beginning is indeed "If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan?" ”

Sheng slapped Hai Lanzhu in the face, didn't she say that the most beautiful moment in the world was the first time they met? No matter how beautiful the first meeting is, it is fleeting in a blink of an eye, like falling flowers and flowing water, just like when the autumn wind arrives, no matter how beautiful the fan is, it will be thrown away.

Just one sentence gave birth to countless sadness.

Young people are easy to be enthusiastic, and they are also easy to be sad and sad, Jiang Muxue stirred up like this, and the atmosphere changed abruptly.

"What are you doing?"

I don't know when, Dong Jiayi walked over.

He knew about today's gathering here, and he originally wanted to participate, but when he heard that Jiang Xinyue was also participating, he immediately canceled the idea.

Later, a female friend sent someone to inform him that their female guest was writing poetry here.

As soon as he heard this, he immediately remembered Hai Lanzhu, and he really wanted to hear her masterpieces, so he couldn't help but come.

As soon as Dong Jiayi came, he immediately attracted the attention of all the girls, including those young women, who also secretly aimed at them.

"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan...... Who wrote this? Dong Jiayi picked up the manuscript of the poem, read it out loud, and asked excitedly after only one sentence.

He was asking, but his eyes were eagerly on Hai Lanzhu, his thoughts were self-evident, such a talented and realm poem, who else here could write it except Hai Lanzhu?

Hai Lanzhu was blushing by him, of course, the reason for her blush was not only because of this, such a good poem was actually written by Jiang Xinyue's dirt bun, Shengsheng stepped on her and didn't say anything, but also disrupted all the plans she had carefully prepared for Dong Jiayi, how could she not be ashamed?

Dong Jiayi looked at Hai Lanzhu, but everyone looked at Jiang Muxue.

Everyone is thinking that Jiang Xinyue can get face this time, but there is a reason to pounce on Dong Jiayi.

Everyone in the circle knows that Dong Jiayi was engaged to Jiang Xinyue due to family pressure, and he doesn't like Jiang Xinyue, or even hates it.

Everyone knows this.

Jiang Muxue ignored everyone's eyes, let alone answered Dong Jiayi's words, and left directly.

This move surprised everyone.

Even Dong Jiayi, who didn't want to look at her, noticed it, but that attention was only fleeting, and soon looked at Hai Lanzhu again.

"Such a good poem, of course, was written by your fiancée Jiang Xinyue." It was Mu Feiyan who spoke.

I have to admit that Jiang Xinyue showed a lot of backbone today, which made her a little admired, and in the end, Jiang Xinyue wrote such a good poem in front of everyone, Mu Feiyan felt that she was going to be impressed by Jiang Xinyue.

Moreover, in her heart, she hates Hai Lanzhu very much, and everyone says that Hai Lanzhu is good, but she really doesn't see it.

If it's really good, when Hai Lanlan and Zhang Peng embarrassed Jiang Xinyue, why didn't she Hai Lanzhu stand up? After all, it was because of her.

Moreover, look, as soon as Dong Jiayi came, Hai Lanzhu's eyes were about to grow on Dong Jiayi's body, which was really shameless.

Jiang Xinyue can't be liked by Dong Jiayi anymore, that is also his fiancée, and who are you Hai Lanzhu?

Moreover, just now Dong Jiayi kept looking at Hai Lanzhu, the meaning is obvious, he wrote this poem as Hai Lanzhu, the meaning is so obvious, Hai Lanzhu does not defend it, if she Mu Feiyan doesn't say it, others don't say it, wouldn't Hai Lanzhu really want to occupy this poem?

As soon as Mu Feiyan said this, Hai Lanzhu immediately answered, "Such a good poem, of course, was written by Sister Xinyue." ”

Her mouth has always been very sweet, and everyone is used to calling her brothers and sisters all day long.

Hearing her say this, Mu Feiyan immediately frowned, she was really shameless, she seemed to be praising Jiang Xinyue, but in fact, she was saying that Jiang Xinyue had **** luck to write such a good poem.

After all, everyone knows what Jiang Xinyue looks like in normal times.

It wasn't very interesting to participate in this banquet again, so after packing up, Mu Feiyan left with her bag.

Besides, after Jiang Muxue left the peach garden, she immediately took the car home.

The car is still the kind of old classic car, which makes Jiang Muxue's eyes brighten and bright.

The Jiang family's compound is really tyrant and atmospheric, and after entering the gate, the car turned several corners before arriving at the villa.

After entering the door, the first thing she was greeted by an extremely gentle man.

"Yue'er is back? Have you fun today? ”

Perhaps because of Wang Mingyang, Jiang Muxue has a reflexive dislike for all men who are as gentle as jade.

However, looking at this man again, Jiang Muxue felt that disgust should be done.

The man in front of her is called Situ Xiu, Jiang Meifang's second husband, except for being a little good-looking and having a whiter face, Jiang Muxue has scavenged all her memories, and there is no benefit except for eating white rice and running away with the money.

PS: In view of your strong support and enthusiastic voices, I can't bear it, so I decided to add one more chapter today, I hope you like it! Momada babies...... After this period of time, I will explode more, rest assured, what I promised will be done, the work is not guaranteed, the character is still there, haha......