If Du Yingying knew that Young Master Xi praised her dress because he thought it would look more beautiful on Lan Xin Ai, and his compliment was merely for the dress itself, I wonder how she would feel.
"Yue Xuan, the deed is done, crying won't help, we need to find a way to make it up."
"How to make it up." Yue Xuan, who was overly heartbroken, was now completely led by Lin Mengyao.
"My cousin is very filial to my grandmother. If you can please her, you'll definitely win my cousin over."
"But I heard that Elder Lady Xi is not easy to please."
Du Yingying opened her mouth, she had thought about this plan, but the people of the Xi family are not easily appeased, they are hard to get along with, old and young alike.
"Mengyao, you've lived with Elder Lady Xi for two years. You must know very clearly what she likes and dislikes. Can you really tell me?"
Yue Xuan's eyes lit up suddenly as if a drowning person had grabbed a piece of driftwood.