504: C504 It Was a Nice Red Packet

C504 It Was a Nice Red Packet

The old man walked into the living room.

Even though Wenn Jing deliberately made things difficult for Qiao An at the banquet last time, the two families were still considered friends in the past. It was not good for them not to welcome her when she took the initiative to come and visit.

Shen Mingyuan ordered people to make tea and also went to the living room to sit down.

Shen Anning, Qiao An and Qin Yining stayed in the lounge area beside the restaurant. They ate some dried fruits and looked at the scenery outside the window.

The Wen family of four arrived shortly.

Separated by a hollow screen, there was a lively greeting in the living room. Sui Yue quickly led the Wen mother, Su Li, and Wenn Jing to the lounge area.

Shen Anning and Qiao An naturally got up to greet.

Su Li's gaze circled around Qiao An's body. Her eyes were very heated and then very stunning.

"It really is your The Shens. You look very much like you." She smiled and said to Sui Yue, "This temperament is also quite similar to yours."

Sui Yue smiled and said, "Take a seat."

Su Li sat down on the sofa by the side and her gaze continued to fall on Qiao An.

Wenn Jing had an embarrassed expression as she greeted Qiao An and then sat by Shen Anning's side and intimately held onto her arm, "Calm down. I did not say anything when I came back. We have not gone out to play for a long time."

Shen Anning still remembered that she made things difficult for Qiao An at the banquet and was somewhat resistant to her kindness, "I just came back from the New Year and did not have time to go out to play."

Wenn Jing slightly pursed her lips. If she had known that Qiao An's relationship with the Shen family was like this, she would not have done such a thing at the banquet even if she was beaten to death!

One must know that she still wanted to marry into the Shen family and become Shen Yijia's wife. This instantly defeated all the good feelings that she had accumulated previously.

She could only start from scratch.

Naturally, Su Li was also thinking about this matter. She looked at Qiao An and said, "Qiao An, this child is really amazing. At such a young age, she can actually make a bell. It's so superb."

She patted Sui Yue's hand. "Don't blame me for being straightforward. I really feel that this child is even more outstanding than when you were young."

Sui Yue smiled and her eyes were filled with satisfaction." That's for sure. "

Who didn't like to hear others praise their own child?

Su Li pretended to be unhappy and looked at Wenn Jing, "Our Xiao Jing really offended you at that time. You overestimate yourself and compete with Qiao An about piano. As expected, you lost."

She said in a joking tone, "Little Jing losing is not within reason. How can our Wen family's child compare with your daughter..."

After all, Su Li had lived for so many years. She knew that the way to resolve the awkwardness was to face the awkwardness directly and explain the situation clearly.

After all, the Shen family was a prestigious family. They would not be so calculative.

Sui Yue smiled and looked at Wenn Jing and said with a deep meaning, "In the future, if you want to learn piano, you can come directly to the house. There is no need to be in public."

Wenn Jing quickly nodded. "Yes, I will remember Auntie Sui."

She let out a small sigh of relief. This matter should be considered to have passed.

"Qiao's mother, I want to eat the Heart Refreshing Fruit." Qin Yining softly pulled Qiao An's arm. Qiao An smiled and agreed, "Okay."

She took the heart fruit and helped Qin Yining open it and stuff it into his mouth. Qin Yining happily ate it.

Su Li quietly looked at Qin Yining and Qiao An for a while and asked a simple question, "When did Qiao An's eyes recover?"

"It was the last time I came to the piano exchange meet." Sui Yue casually answered and pushed the cup to Su Li's side, "Drink some tea."2

Su Li smiled and picked up the teacup to drink some tea. She praised again, "This child is really pretty."

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