CHAPTER 1111: CHAPTER 225: EMBROIDERED PILLOW, ACADEMIC CREDENTIALS SHOWDOWN (PART 7)

Seeing Zhuang Xiyue’s livid face, Jiang Hanbi became even more smug, regretting it, right? Treating such a woman as treasure, when she’s actually just a fool, flaunting a few words and thinking it means profound knowledge, truly laughable.

Actually, Zhuang Xiyue was just annoyed because these women are as bothersome as flies. Comparing with Yun Ya in education? Are you here to make a joke?

Helplessly, Meng Junci said, "Perhaps Miss Ji has some difficulty, after all, who wouldn’t want to go to school? Miss Ji, do you have some health issues? Or is it..."

This one’s even more poisonous, cursing Yun Ya to be ill, his fake concerned face looked just like Meng Shujing, truly a fitting aunt and niece pair. If one married such a woman, she’d be disgusting enough to ruin your appetite.

Zhuang Xiyue, rather than growing angry, became calm, watching this group of women belittling Yun Ya to the extreme, a cold smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

Life is truly interesting.

Yun Ya’s slender and jade-like hands grasped the chopsticks, a simple action exuding indescribable elegance, beautifully picturesque.

Yan Xing deliberately raised his voice, drawing everyone’s attention, looking at Yun Ya with undisguised disdain.

In this era, there’s still someone unwilling to go to school, so beautiful, what a pity, a mere embroidered pillow, seems like she relies on her face to seduce the brothers Yan Song.

Yan Song’s forehead was green with veins, his face cold, just about to leave his seat, when a thin, bony hand pressed him back down.

Yan Song turned his head, the old man smiling kindly said, "Ah Song, pour me a cup of tea."

Yan Song glanced over at Yun Ya’s side, seeing Yun Ya sitting as immovable as a mountain, thought of something, smiled and sat down, poured a cup of tea to test the temperature and personally fed the old man, receiving a chorus of praise, with comments about Ah Song being such a filial child and so on.

Yan Ke secretly rolled his eyes, these women are out of their minds, saying Sister Yun Ya lacks education, are you monkeys sent to amuse us? If I told you, it would scare you to death.

Yan Sheng sneered, "A turtle matches a green bean, a match made in heaven."

Yan Ke glared at him, suddenly wrapping his arm around his neck, to outsiders looking like brotherly affection, but secretly twisting his thigh, making Yan Sheng grimace in pain.

"Kid, people like you who can’t see the wood for the trees, just like fools, jealousy makes you look hideous, Young Master can’t even be bothered to argue with you, too lowbrow."

"Ah Song, what’s really going on between you and that Yun Ya? How can such a woman be fit to marry into my Yan Family’s door?" Yan Guobai said displeasedly.

Yan Song’s brows and eyes became cold and dark.

Yan Nanmo laughed, "Fourth Uncle, you’re also just listening to one side of the story."

"It’s not that I believe just one side, she’s so pretty, looking like a temptress, Ah Song is youthful and impulsive, I’m just afraid he’ll suffer a loss..."

The words were blatant, Yan Guobai’s eyes rolling around, lecherous light shining, just one glance making ideas spin round and round in his head, Ah Song where did you find this stunner, if it let him...

Yan Song’s fists made a cracking sound, wishing to punch him in the face, this Fourth Grandpa still lecherous in his old age, always seeking pleasure outside, don’t think he doesn’t know what he’s up to, not even a possibility to contemplate.

"Thanks for Fourth Grandpa’s kind intention, Ah Song appreciates it, but Fourth Grandpa should mind his own business, I heard that a young model just came looking a few days ago, was sent away by Fourth Granny, although my Yan Family is big and rich, it can’t withstand such messing from Fourth Grandpa."

Yan Guobai’s face turned ashen, cursing under his breath, these kids, he’ll find a chance to have a taste after all, since she’s not even married in yet.

These people couldn’t keep talking, because they realized that from start to finish, Ji Yunya hadn’t said a word, quietly sitting there, serene and beautiful like an exquisite painting, noble and graceful, calm and unhurried, savoring the delicacies, raising her brows gently and serenely.

As if she wasn’t the protagonist being discussed sarcastically by these people.

This magnanimity is truly something not possessed by average folk.

Especially that weel-bred air, an absolute world apart from this group of gossiping, envious women.

Yi Suchen smiled faintly, shaking her head.

Pei Xinyi picked some food and placed it on Pei Ying’s plate, "Mom, try it, how is it?"

Pei Ying smiled, "Not bad."

Lu Yuke glanced at Zhuang Xiyue, such composure, something is off.

Yin Suhua disdainfully glanced at Ji Yunya, said to Zhuang Xiyue, "Yueyue, I know you like this child, she is indeed good-looking, but what good is just a pretty face, without culture, she’s just a vase, not durable, would shatter with a fall, truly unworthy of my Yan Family’s status."

Anything else could be tolerated, but Zhuang Xiyue had truly had enough, putting down her chopsticks, calmly said, "Are you finished?"

Zhuang Xiyue is quite imposing when not smiling, at least Yin Suhua was taken aback, "Yue... Yueyue...."

Zhuang Xiyue raised an eyebrow, her gaze sweeping over everyone, a hint of mocking smile passing through her deep eyes, "Now that everyone is finished, it’s my turn to speak."

Yun Ya lowered her eyes, as if it had nothing to do with her, slowly savoring the dishes.