Gu Qingli smiled, and always kept a hostess’s look.
Shen Feifei turned her eyes, smiled, and did not immediately answer her questions, but turned his eyes to Xi Moxiao, whispered: "Don't you remember, brother Moxiao?"
"If he remembers, do I have to come and ask you?" Gu Qingli shrugged her shoulders helplessly.
"You'll find out later." Shen Feifei did not tell her what day it was. She turned to her and blinked mysteriously. "Auntie An is calling me, I'll have to go."
With that, she loosened Gu Qingli's hand and stepped up to An Yeqian.
She did not know why, but standing next to Gu Qingli, she inexplicably had a feeling of inferiority complex.
Obviously she had An Yeqian's support, but when she saw the indifferent attitude of Xi Moxiao, she still felt very unconfident.
Of course, now Shen Feifei wanted more than just Xi Moxiao.