Everyone was slightly dazzled.
Especially Zhao Moxuan, whose eyes nearly glued themselves to Wen Mian.
The current Wen Mian, compared to the ordinary and dull girl from five years ago, was simply a completely different person!
In the center of the dance floor, Pei Qingqing was surrounded by a crowd, and when she heard the commotion, her gaze also fell upon the two.
Finally, someone spoke up, "Who is this lady beside Young Master Pei?"
Only then did Pei Qingqing snap back to reality and quickly put on a smile, pulling the two in.
"Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce to you, this is our Pei Family's foster daughter, Wen Mian, also my sister."
The crowd immediately buzzed with reaction.
"This is Wen Mian? She's completely different from the ugly duckling she was five years ago!"
"I heard that Wen Mian was sent abroad by the Pei Family five years ago for seducing Young Master Pei, how come she suddenly returned now?"
"Exactly, I thought a woman as vain as her would have stayed abroad forever, I didn't expect the Pei Family to be so benevolent to let her come back..."
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Even though everyone tried to keep their voices down, their sharp and grating words still clearly fell into Wen Mian's ears.
Pei Zhiyao felt a faint unease and looked toward Wen Mian.
Her complexion turned pale, the shade in her eyes deepening, yet she endured, not retorting even a single word.
It seemed as if Pei Qingqing had finally had her fill of enjoying everyone's humiliations toward Wen Mian, she then spoke up in satisfaction.
"Those are all old sesame and rotten millet matters, let's not bring them up, and besides, Wen Mian's going abroad wasn't entirely because of that incident from five years ago. After all, the liberal atmosphere overseas is more suitable for someone like Sister Wen Mian, don't you think so, Sister Wen Mian?"
Pei Qingqing smiled gently, but her eyes flickered with a malicious triumph.
Her words seemed to defend Wen Mian, yet they viciously reinforced the perception that it had been Wen Mian's impropriety that had seduced Pei Zhiyao.
Watching Wen Mian's expression grow uglier, Pei Zhiyao furrowed his brows, preparing to speak.
Pei Qingqing, however, timely shifted the conversation.
"Sister Wen Mian, I heard you studied Western classical music abroad and are quite accomplished with the piano, why don't you play a piece for me and Moxuan as an engagement gift? Although you used to fancy Moxuan, I'm sure that after five years of reflection, you must have moved on. Playing a piece to bless us should be no trouble for you, right?"
Pei Qingqing had not missed Zhao Moxuan's drooling look when he saw Wen Mian.
But she could not deal with Zhao Moxuan in front of so many people.
The best way to vent was to ridicule Wen Mian, to kill the chicken to warn the monkey!
Looking at Pei Qingqing's grin that didn't reach her eyes, Wen Mian was at the height of speechlessness.
She truly didn't understand why Pei Qingqing was so eager to target her, those insincere tricks were simply laughable in her eyes!
Seeing Wen Mian not responding for a long while, Pei Zhiyao pursed his thin lips and spoke up at the right moment.
"Qingqing, stop it. If you want to listen to any piece, pick any domestic pianist you like, no matter the cost, the Pei Family will invite them. Don't make things difficult for Wen Mian."
He meant well to extricate Wen Mian, but to the person involved, it sounded different.
"Making things difficult?" Wen Mian couldn't help but laugh out of anger.
"Young Master Pei seems to underestimate me a bit too much, doesn't he? I may not be as great as those famous pianists, but a mere piece, I can still play it. You don't need to take turns humiliating me, brother and sister."