Transmigrating into the book: The daughter of the Shen family is too arrogant

Chapter 142 Foxy

"She is a young lady from an aristocratic family, but she actually expressed her love to Master Nanrong through the sound of the piano in public. She is simply shameless."

When Shen Xitong heard Liang Lan suddenly change the style of music and play a sentimental ancient song, she immediately determined that the person behind the bamboo forest must be Nan Rongyan.

Could it be Nan Rongyan?

At this moment, Shen Qingyu was a little hesitant. Perhaps he was forced to follow the arrangements of Old Master Nanrong.

"Sister, Miss Liang plays the piano very well." Shen Qingyu gloated.

Lyrics, music, and dancing are all that these young ladies from aristocratic families can prepare. Liang Lan played the piano, and if others played the piano again, unless they were more skilled, they would be at a disadvantage and bring humiliation upon themselves.

Although Shen Xitong is beautiful, her talent is still lacking. Young Master Nanrong always has a purple bamboo flute with him and is a music lover. If he sang along with the sound of the flute, the woman must be the young lady of the Nanrong family.

If it were in the past, when Shen Qingyu was so sarcastic, Shen Xitong would have refuted it on the spot, but now her whole mind was elsewhere. Shen Xitong's beautiful eyes were blurred, and she was staring at the bamboo curtain infatuatedly, her jade-like face flushed red.

Shen Qingyu also raised his head and looked at the bamboo curtain behind Madam Nan Rong again.

The bamboo curtain moved slightly, and the man sat down behind the curtain. Through the narrow gap in the bamboo curtain, Shen Qingyu saw the robe that was vaguely visible. For a moment, his heart stopped.

His eyes passed over all the ladies and young ladies from the noble families present, and then projected onto the bamboo curtain. This distance could never be crossed.

He was so unattainable that he existed like a god, while she was hiding in a corner, humble as dust.

"It seems that Lan'er's piano skills have improved greatly," Madam Nan Rong praised repeatedly, "If I can often hear Lan'er's piano playing in the future, this lady will be satisfied."

As soon as Liang Lan stopped playing the piano, Madam Nan Rong applauded immediately, and then all the ladies from the aristocratic families followed suit and praised Miss Liang for her superb piano skills.

But there was disappointment in Liang Lan's eyes, because from beginning to end, the person sitting behind the curtain did not make a single sound, and it was so quiet that it seemed as if he did not exist.

Madam Nan Rong raised her voice in front of everyone, obviously telling the people behind the curtain that she intended to make Liang Lan the young lady of Nan Rong Mansion.

There were sounds of piano and flute, and young ladies from aristocratic families were painting on the spot, splashing ink and splashing everything around. Miss Xiao Si danced with her long sleeves fluttering, stunning everyone present with her dance.

However, these amazing performances did not cause the people behind the bamboo curtain to make even the slightest sound.

Shen Xitong is ranked after Xiao Jinyue, and she will be the fifth.

She saw that the person sitting behind the curtain was indifferent to the young ladies from noble families before her. She was secretly happy, but at the same time, she couldn't help feeling a little worried, fearing that she would end up in failure like those young ladies from noble families before her.

"Madam, the next one is the eldest daughter of the Shen family, Shen Xitong."

Su'er, the maid standing next to Madam Nan Rong, held a stick tube in her hand. The serial numbers written on the sticks corresponded to the maiden names of the young ladies from various aristocratic families.

When she heard that it was the daughter of the Shen family, Madam Nanrong thought of how Shen Qingyu had just been disrespectful to her and had implied that she could not give birth to a son. Therefore, she no longer had a good face towards Shen Xitong, who was also a daughter of the Shen family. How dare a little illegitimate daughter compete with Lan'er for the position of the young lady of the Nanrong family? Is she worthy?

The fifth lady from a noble family to come on stage was actually the daughter of the Shen family, who was at the last seat. This naturally caused quite a stir among all the ladies and ladies of the noble families. The Shen family was just a merchant family, and their ancestors had no achievements. Even Mr. Shen, the late Old Master Shen, was barely a scholar, and at most he donated a nominal position with silver. But compared with the noble families present, there was no need to compare at all. Even the Wei family, which was in the same tea business, had a deeper foundation than the Shen family.

But because it was decided by drawing lots, the ladies and young ladies of these noble families could only think that the eldest daughter of the Shen family was lucky and drew a good lot. However, they did not know how much money Mr. Shen had secretly spent for Shen Xitong.

At the last table, when Shen Xitong stood up, suddenly the person behind the curtain also stood up.

Now everyone was a little shocked. Could it be that Master Nanrong really fell in love with the eldest daughter of the Shen family?

For a moment, everyone's eyes turned to Shen Xitong.

Shen Xitong herself was also very surprised, but when she thought about her beauty that no one else could match, she became more proud.

She knew that with her beauty, any man would be attracted to her, and Master Nanrong was no exception.

"Sister, just wait to call Master Nanrong your brother-in-law."

Shen Xitong lowered her voice and spoke to Shen Qingyu, her face revealing an unconcealable joy and arrogance.

Amid the jealous and envious gazes of all the young ladies from the aristocratic families, Shen Xitong walked out from the table, stepped into the center, and bowed gracefully, "Shen Xitong, the eldest daughter of the Shen family, wishes Madam Nanrong unparalleled beauty and Madam Beitang prosperity."

With a figure like a willow and a face more beautiful than spring flowers, Shen Xitong inherited the softness and charm of Aunt Liu. Her eyebrows and eyes are full of affection, which is very different from Liang Lan's beauty. If Liang Lan is a beauty born in heaven, then Shen Xitong is as delicate and lovely as a peach and an apricot.

Fox Meizi!

Xiao Jinyue returned to his seat, snorted coldly and cursed inwardly.

Mrs. Nan Rong was also shocked when she saw Shen Xitong. No wonder the master often said how beautiful the eldest daughter of the Shen family was, and that Yan'er was lucky to marry her. She originally thought that the master was moved by Mr. Shen's use of money and beauty, but now it seems that this Miss Shen is indeed stunningly beautiful, and she has her own merits compared to Lan'er.

When Shen Qingyu saw this scene, he felt a little disappointed.

They are worthy of being the male and female protagonists. Regardless of whether this is the first time they meet, after doing so much, can she still not stop the two from running towards each other?

The moment Shen Xitong stood up, Nan Rongyan took action. This must be the bond between the two of them.

Shen Qingyu suddenly felt that some things were actually destined, and it was really difficult to change them, especially this love, which was elusive and hard to find, yet seemed so close at hand. She didn't know the sorrow and joy of a lifetime of love, but she knew that even if she tried her best, she couldn't change the fate that was already destined for two people.

Some things can't be forced.

Nan Rongyan, this is your official match, your wife, the person you will spend your whole life with.

Shen Qingyu sat at the last seat and smiled at himself. Shen Qingyu, all your scheming was in vain. You sacrificed your own innocence for this man, endured the scorn of the world, and still returned empty-handed.

Her hand was holding the warm teacup, but it was still trembling slightly.

She lowered her eyes, but did not see the person behind the curtain. A faint gaze was cast on her thin body for a long time, but there was only a helpless sigh.