Listening to that tone, this woman really doesn’t know the origin of the clothes she’s wearing?

"Ha. Are you feeling guilty?" Su Mo'er forgot the pain of being severely broken for a moment.

Now all she could think about was how to expose this bitch's trick.

Su Qiao raised her eyebrows, turned slightly, and said in a lazy tone: "Oh..."

"So sure it's fake..."

The girl murmured to herself, her fox eyes raised with curiosity.

In fact, Su Qiao didn't think it was true either.

But she was a little surprised by Su Moer's decisive attitude.

Where does this white lotus come from with the confidence to distinguish between genuine and fake?

"……what happened?"

The confrontation between the two people. As the organizer of the banquet, Meng Xinyi arrived late holding Meng Lao's arm.

She left for a while just now, why did these two enemies get into trouble again?

Meng Xinyi had a headache.

Of course she doesn't like Su Morer either, but she likes Karl behind Su Morer.

The last thing she wanted to see was a confrontation between the two of them.

Mr. Meng's tone was serious. Looking at the people around him, he finally realized that this might not be just an ordinary quarrel between girls.

"what happened?"

Su Mo'er felt happy when she saw Mr. Meng. She knew that this man was now the helmsman of the Meng family.

The old man refused to abdicate and delegate power, so his status in the Meng family is naturally very high now.

As long as you get this person's favor, then this trip will be worthwhile.

Su Mo'er looked at Su Qiao who was confronting her. Her usual tone was a bit gentler. She raised her eyes and asked calmly: "Do you know what this dress is called?"

This is no longer as hysterical as before.

Su Qiao was quite satisfied.

If you want to fight with yourself, you must at least have a strong character.

What's the difference between acting hysterically and being a shrew?

She doesn't want such a low opponent.

The girl rested her chin lazily and said with a sweet smile, "I would like to hear the details."

So what if it’s fake?

As the saying goes, there are policies from above and countermeasures from below.

She can't even play with a white lotus?

Su Mo'er raised her chin, her beautiful eyes widened, and asked: "What is the name of your clothes?"

Su Qiao thought about what the neighbor said not long ago, then she answered with a smile, "An old friend has returned."

The name is really great.

This made the melon-eating viewers in the live broadcast room who like to entertain ideas start to feel restless.

[Ouch, I think this meaning is quite beautiful]

【Waiting for the wind, waiting for the rain, waiting for an old friend to return~~】

[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu is this designed by Karl? If it is really the case, how come I feel that I have vaguely touched the girlish feelings of Karl, the man who makes me angry to death?】

[I hope it was designed by an adult~!! Ouch, I have already imagined a novel with millions of words]

[It’s so hard to stop thinking about it]

[Those chuunibyou patients upstairs, please turn left. These clothes are fake at first glance. Su Qiao is quite good at naming names. God damn old friend returns]

[Yes, yes, look at what Su Mo'er said, it's obvious that she doesn't have this dress]

【But so beautiful...】

[Besides Karl, I can’t think of another person]

There is still debate in the live broadcast room.

The banquet was also tense.

Su Mo'er sneered and her gentle and charming smile broke down within five minutes, "I've never heard of old friends returning."

"I'm afraid you didn't make up the name?"

Gu Qingmeng couldn't help but retorted, "You're so swearing? My Qiao Qiao's clothes have the characters "karl" on them, and you just opened your mouth? Do you have any evidence?"

The girl pointed one hand at the bottom of Su Qiao's skirt, and as expected, she saw this character outlined with light gold lines.

It's so shallow that it's hard to notice.

If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to tell that this is a character.

It was also the first time for Su Qiao to see this kind of operation.

She couldn't help but sigh that Karl was really a god.

"Yes, there are marks on Su Qiao's body. Why is Su Mo'er so sure?"

"Can you splash dirty water in a good way? How can you tell that it's all characters?"

There were not many people around who said good things about Su Qiao.

The girl chuckled, raised her eyebrows slightly and looked towards Mr. Meng. She saw that the usually kind-hearted old man chose to remain silent at this time.

He looked at Su Qiao quietly, a flash of scrutiny flashing through his cloudy old eyes.

In fact, not many people will delve into the authenticity of clothes. Firstly, it offends people, and secondly, it is unnecessary.

But Su Mo'er has already offended her, is she still afraid of offending her again?

What she was holding this time was a broken jar.

Karl himself was still at the banquet, and Mr. Meng couldn't calm down the matter even if he wanted to.

He glanced at Su Mo'er coldly, and secretly scolded this girl for not knowing the importance and not even caring about the overall situation.

How could the Su family give birth to such a brainless idiot?

The other party had already said it, and Mr. Meng couldn't just let it go, so he had to show a loving smile and ask Su Mo'er, "Then what do you plan to do?"

Su Morer said categorically:

"I think everyone knows that Karl is good at double-sided dresses, right?"

"You said Su Qiao has characters on her body, but what about the double-sided embroidery? The characters can be forged, but there are almost no people who can do double-sided embroidery."

"As long as you change the position of her dress and see if the pattern on it changes, you will know whether it is true or false."

Su Mo'er pressed forward step by step, staring at Su Qiao, but found that this woman was not panicked at all.

She sneered.

Why don't you panic when death is imminent?

Su Qiao put down the pastry in her hand, clapped her hands slightly, stood up, and then lazily followed Su Mor'er's words. She turned her body slightly to one side, her skirt rotated slightly, and the layers of folds unfolded. The lifelike phoenix on it followed the girl's movements.

The way she flutters her wings and wants to fly to the ground is extremely beautiful.

However--

At this time, everyone's focus is no longer on the beauty of the dress.

Su Morer stared at the hem of her skirt intently.

as expected.

There is no change at all.

In other words, this is just an ordinary evening dress.

Even, it's fake.

The ladies who had just argued with Su Qiao were speechless by the scene in front of them.

Su Moer breathed a sigh of relief, and then there was a burst of ecstasy in her heart, "Look, I just said it was fake."

The people around her kept looking at Su Qiao with complicated eyes. The person involved blinked her fox eyes. Seeing that Bai Lianhua had finally finished speaking, she clapped her hands slowly and was about to argue with this guy.

Unexpectedly, a lazy voice sounded from upstairs, completely interrupting what she was about to say.

"That dress..."

"It's from me."

As if he had just woken up, the man held his chin with one hand, turned his head to the side, and the corners of his lips were slightly curved, showing a laziness.

Su Mo'er's eyes widened, she staggered a few steps, looked at the man and heard his protective words. She forgot the man's identity for a moment and couldn't help but murmured in retort:

"But...but that's not double-sided embroidery..."

How can it be……

The man said sadly, "Oh."

The corners of his drooping lips curved slightly in a sarcastic arc, and his voice sounded like a smile but not a smile:
Chapter completed!