Chapter 20 Peony's Hostility

"Then let's go." Lianqin took Hu Yimeng out of the small courtyard. Hu Yimeng knew that there were several small courtyards scattered outside Lianqin's yard, and the southernmost part of the whole garden was a luxurious three-story building.

Lianqin took Hu Yimeng through the back door, and Hu Yimeng found that the small building was connected to the street. At this time, the door had not been opened, but the sound of carriages coming and going on the street could be faintly heard.

This is the lobby of the Wanhua Building, right? Hu Yi dreamed of it.

"Sister Lianqin, you are really a big shelf. Mom has been waiting in the room for a long time." A plump and enchanting woman in a big red peony ball flower low-cut skirt looked at Lianqin condescendingly on the stairs. Although her extremely gorgeous face had a charming smile, the eyes of Danfeng revealed incomparable hatred and hatred.

"Thank you for reminding Sister Peony. Lianqin is going upstairs to ask her mother." Irrelied the woman's hostility, Lianqin slowly walked upstairs with a smile.

When Hu Yimeng's figure was exposed from behind Lianqin, Peony was stunned and her eyes flashed with amazing eyes. She stared at Hu Yimeng for a while before looking at Lianqin. There was a smile that seemed to be pity but sarcastic at the corners of her mouth. She pinched her handkerchief to cover her lips and smiled softly, "The beauty behind Lianqin's sister is good. It's a face student, isn't it a new girl? The appearance is above Lianqin's sister and sister. In last year's Huakui Competition, our Wanhua Building was contested by my sister and me on behalf of our Wanhualou. I don't know if there is any chance for my sister to participate in this Huakui Competition after seeing this girl this year.

Peony smiled meanly.

In last year's competition, she lost to Lianqin by a narrow margin, and Lianqin replaced her as the first flower leader in Tianji City. From then on, everyone also came out to sell in this flower building, but the poor Qin's guests were abruptly higher than hers. Those dignitaries and elegant scholars will definitely order the name of Lianqin first when they come to the Wanhua Tower, but her peony can only pick the remaining guests of Lianqin. The most unconvinced thing is that she tried hard to adow Mother He to finally gain a foothold in this Wanhua Building, but Lianqin became a celebrity in He's mother's eyes with her highness and piano skills.

When it comes to beauty, Lianqin is elegant and beautiful, and her enchanting charm is not inferior to anyone else!

Those guests only felt that the piano was outstanding. Although they fell into the wind and dust by mistake, they were not a little turbid, as elegant as lotus, out of the mud without staining, and washing Qinglian but not demonic, which was really pitiful.

But her peony is the most pitiful and not a lady of everyone. Even if the guests think you are different, they will never treat you as a good son of other people. Such a pretentious attitude is not the original form after a long period of joy, but a brothel girl.

A while ago, I don't know what means Lianqin used to meet a young, handsome and magnificent young man. The prince spent almost night at Lianqin's place, spending more than a lot of money every day. For a moment, Lianqin's reputation was even better, which made her jealous and wanted to bite her silver teeth.

Not that today, she actually saw that Lianqin didn't know what was wrong with her mind and took a girl who was many times more beautiful than herself to see He's mother. Wasn't she afraid that He's mother would like the girl and let her take her place?

Lianqin heard the ridicule of the peony with a gun and a stick. Although she was a little unhappy, she did not want to be like the peony and was provoked by her. Therefore, she still looked as usual, but smiled more gently. She said softly to Peony, "Miss Yimeng's appearance is naturally above Lianqin and Peony's sister, but if Lianqin can't get into He's mother's eyes and can't represent Wanhualou to participate in this year's Huakui Competition, what should Sister Peony do?"

Lianqin's words are vague, but their irony is sharper than Peony's mean words just now, and it also directly speaks to Peony's mind.

Peony couldn't think of anything to refute Lianqin's words for a moment, so she had to bite her bright red and delicate lips, hum coldly, and shook her sleeves and strode to He's mother's room.

Looking at Peony's resentful but helpless departure back, Lianqin smiled at the corners of her mouth, turned around and took Hu Yimeng's hand and said, "Just now, the former Huakui of our Wanhua Building, the second place in last year's Huakui competition, named Peony. Sister Peony speaks more bluntly. If there is anything to offend, don't take it to heart.

"It doesn't matter." Hu Yimeng shook his head, frowned, thought for a moment and said, "Is that peony jealous of you just now?" I just heard that she was Huakui, the predecessor of Wanhualou, and the second place in last year's Huakui Competition. So if I guess correctly, the first place in last year's Huakui Competition was Lianqin, right? I didn't expect you to be the leader of Wanhua Tower!"

"Yimeng is so awesome that I can guess it." Lianqin smiled and said, "I, a flower leader, just got it by chance. Sister Peony just lost a little to me last year."

"For good that you won, otherwise, the jealous peony doesn't know how to deal with you. I don't think she looks like a good person to get along with!" Hu Yimeng whispered to Lianqin.

Lianqin just smiled and did not answer. She just said to Hu Yimeng, "Mother He's room is in the middle of the north side of the second floor. After we go in later, you should remember to do your words and deeds carefully. I will answer everything."

"I know." Hu Yimeng nodded.

Lianqin moved slowly to the door of Mother He's room, and I remembered what Lianqin had just said and followed her to He's mother's door.

The door of Mother He's room is open, which seems to be specially left for Lian Qin.

When Lianqin walked to the door, a clever little girl trotted to the couch and drank tea, and asked another little girl to whisper in front of her mother He, who was pounding her legs, "Mom, Miss Lianqin is here."

"Well, I see." Mother He handed the tea cup in her hand to the little girl's hand, and then looked up at the door. She stretched out her hand and waved to Lianqin standing outside the door.

"It turns out that Lianqin is here. Come in and let your mother see how you've been these days."

"Yes." Hearing the call of Mother He in the room, Lianqin walked into the house.

She walked three steps away in front of her mother and smiled and said softly, "Mr. Kong has been staying at Lianqin's place for the past few days. Lianqin has been delaying the time to greet his mother. Lianqin specially came to plead."

Hu Yi dreamed that Lianqin was blessed with her mother sitting on the couch, and quickly learned from her appearance.

"Ha~~~" without waiting for Mother He to speak, a sharp laugh came to everyone's ears. "My sister is really blessed. With the company of the handsome Mr. Kong, I'm afraid it's fun at night. How can I remember the hard promotion and training of your mother? Only 'idle people' like us Only then can I always remember my mother's kindness and not forget the great kindness of my mother's cultivation.

Hearing this, Hu Yimeng immediately looked up at the speaker and saw the peony girl she had just met at the top of the stairs standing beside He's mother holding a fruit plate. She sneered and satirized Lian Qindao.

Lianqin lowered her head and still looked weak and unfavored. Her mother did not let her get up, so she maintained a blessed posture.

Seeing that Lianqin could not stand up, Hu Yimeng had to maintain a blessed posture all the time.

"I ate a few more glasses of wine yesterday. I got up early today and had some pan sour water in my stomach. I'm afraid I can't eat this fruit. Peony, take them down." Mother He opened her mouth lazily. She glanced at Lianqin, who was still holding a blessed posture three steps away, and her tone turned into a gentle tone, "Reiqin, get up, it's all her own family. You don't have to be so polite."

Lianqin stood up, and Hu Yimeng also stood up straight.

And when Peony heard what He's mother said just now, her face suddenly turned pale. She knew that she had just lost her anger and did something to annoy her mother for a moment. However, for the time being, she couldn't think of a good way to appease her mother, so she had to follow what Mother He said, hold the fruit, and walked out of the room quickly.

Hu Yimeng was a little curious to look at her mother. She really wanted to see what kind of person this young lady was in the Wanhualou, the first brothel in Tianji City.

Mother He looks only in her early 40s. Although she is half old, she is unmatched by young girls.

She was dressed in an emerald floral skirt, covered with a dark purple colorful silk butterfly and a floral blouse, and a head of green silk turned into a rich golden eight-treasure bead bun. The goose egg-shaped face is painted with exquisite makeup, and a pair of apricot eyes look at Lianqin with a smile, with the charm of a mature woman.

Just as Hu Yimeng looked at He's mother, He's mother inadvertently caught a glimpse of the little girl standing behind Lianqin, but the light on her body would not be covered by Lianqin at all.

When she first saw Hu Yimeng, Her mother was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that there would be such an extraordinary beauty in her Wanhua Building.

This charming little face, enchanting figure, fresh and refined temperament is simply better than the pity piano.

Mother He withdrew her sight, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes. Why did such an outstanding little girl seem to have never seen her in the building? It's a little wasteful for such a person to be just a little girl.

At this moment, Mother He's heart turned back and forth.

"Rianqin, come and sit on the couch and talk." He's mother smiled, stood up and walked to Lianqin, took Lianqin's hand, took her to the bed, and ordered the little girl beside her to make tea for Lianqin.

Lianqin took the tea and was still favored and humiliated. She smiled gently: "Lianqin thanked Mother He."