The girl curled her red lips slightly, and smiled profusely.

The crystal light was bright and dazzling, sprinkled on the two of them.

Not far away.

The heroine of the banquet, Shen Bingbing, the little princess of the Shen family, looked at this scene with beautiful eyes, a trace of loneliness and loneliness swept between her beautiful eyebrows, and sighed softly: "Young Master Su and that young lady look really a good match......

Tonight, Shen Bingbing thought she was the heroine.

However, it was not her who was whispering in the mouths of the people.

"Look, that's the young master of the Su family."

"Which noble daughter is Young Master Su's female companion, why is she so eye-catching?"

"But she's beautiful, isn't she?"

"It's not beautiful, how can you be taken by Young Master Su? In other words, the skirt on her body is very similar to Miss Shen's......"

"However, it is absolutely impossible to compare with that young lady, poor Miss Shen, the coming-of-age ceremony is ......"

"Tsk."

At the extravagant and lively feast, the snickering laughter around him came low into Shen Bingbing's ears, and his slender fingertips couldn't help pinching the skirt.

The white dreamy light yarn was wrinkled by her little by little, destroying the original fairy spirit and beauty.

That's right, Shen Bingbing is also wearing a fairy white dress - it's not terrible to hit the shirt, whoever is ugly is embarrassed.

Although the styles are different, people with a discerning eye know at a glance that whether it is workmanship, details, and materials, they are much more precious on Fenghua.

Even if you remove the preciousness of the gorgeous clothes themselves, regardless of the comparison of appearance, being able to stand by that person's side is already the biggest winner.

Thinking like this, Shen Bingbing's beautiful eyes darkened.

"A good match?"

A sneering voice came from behind Shen Bingbing.

"If you're referring to looks, that's undeniable, but you're referring to identity...... Scold! ”

Shen Bingbing's beautiful eyes flowed, and he turned his head slightly, and saw a trace of disgust flashing in the depths of the visitor's eyes, but his delicate face had to show a perfect and decent smile.

The pink cherry blossom-like lips were slightly raised, as if asking casually.

"Shen Yu, what do you mean by that? Don't you know Su Shao's female companion? ”

The man was slender, dressed in a black suit, and holding a glass of wine as red as blood in his hand, which was gently shaking carelessly.

The gold cufflinks at the cuffs reflect the brilliant streamer on the crystal goblet, and the glossy face reflects a handsome face that is slightly pale, with gloomy eyebrows and bright red lips.

Shen Yu is two years older than Shen Bingbing, and in order of seniority, Shen Bingbing has to call him 'big brother'.

However, Shen Yu is just the illegitimate son of the head of the Shen family, and in this planet that attaches great importance to whether the bloodline is pure, Shen Bingbing, as an orthodox background, disdains Shen Yu's half-brother from the bottom of his heart.

Hearing Shen Bingbing call him by his name, Shen Yu's eyebrows became more and more gloomy, but his lips, which were redder than blood, evoked a wicked smile, and asked rhetorically: "What do you have to do with me, why should I tell you?" ”

As he spoke, he gracefully raised his wrist, brought the crystal goblet to his lips, and took a slow sip—a casual gesture like a cat playing with a mouse between the palms, admiring her last struggle.

Shen Bingbing gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Brother, please tell me-"

"Huh." Shen Yu laughed happily, "Where is she a noble daughter?" It's just a little pet of Su Shao. She is an ordinary human being. ”

"What, you say she's human?"

Shen Bingbing's tone was hesitant, a little unbelieving—Su Mo's attitude towards that woman was not like the attitude that an ordinary human girl should have.

Valued and spoiled, even the intimate act of feeding in front of people is allowed.

"Suspect I'm lying?"

“……”

Shen Bingbing pursed her pink cherry blossom-like lips and did not speak, as if she was thinking about the truth and credibility of Shen Yu's words.

Shen Yu's lips became more and more bright red with red wine, slightly hooking a trace of gloom and cruelty, "Then if I tell you that this woman will almost become a ...... What about my slave girl? ”