Both were dressed in red, yet the difference was clear!
An Yiqing looked at Qin Jia with a light smile, then turned to the microphone and chuckled softly.
"Second Miss Qin, I think you might be mistaken," she said.
The ears of everyone in the banquet hall perked up, all curious to see how An Yiqing would retort.
True to expectations, An Yiqing continued, "Second Miss Qin, could it be that you have been so devoted to your talents that you've neglected your cultural studies? I am nineteen years old this year. After this New Year, I'll only be twenty. However, Second Miss Qin, you are clearly twenty-three; how could you call me 'elder sister'? That simply won't do. If outsiders were to hear this, they might think the Daughter of the An Family does not respect her seniors, needlessly losing out on proper etiquette!"
An Yiqing spoke with such cadence and clarity that not even a punctuation mark could be faulted.
