Chapter 1003: Etiquette class
Chapter 1003 Etiquette Lesson
Xia Yu took it, lowered her eyes, and gently stroked the delicate fabric with her fingers that were swollen due to illness. Her voice was a little weak: "It's very beautiful. Sister, you are so kind." After saying that, she looked up at Pei Ziheng who was standing next to Xia Ling, "Thank you too...Brother Pei."
She knew very clearly who was the sponsor.
Without Pei Ziheng to provide them with food, clothing, and hospital treatment, she, Xia Yu, would still be just a poor person trapped in an orphanage, struggling on the line of life and death.
Pei Ziheng's voice was very gentle: "No need to thank me, it was your sister who asked me to buy it for you."
Xia Yurong smiled weakly and whispered, "Brother Pei is so kind to my sister." Many emotions arose in her heart, including envy and unwillingness. Why is it that everyone still focuses on her sister even though she has already left the orphanage? What's so good about her sister? ! She lowered her eyes and looked at the skirt in her hand. It was a very soft goose yellow color, but it didn't match her skin tone. Instead, it made her look dull, ugly, and extremely uncoordinated.
How stupid is my sister to think that she will like this dress? !
I wonder if she is still sick? When you came to visit a doctor dressed like this and gave such a beautiful skirt as a gift, did you know that she had no chance to wear it and deliberately provoked her and made fun of her? !
Xia Yu felt resentful in her heart, and the hand hidden under the quilt clenched into a fist unconsciously.
Xia Ling didn't realize anything. She chatted with Xia Yu for a while, then got up and left with Pei Ziheng.
Sitting in the car on the way back, she felt a little tired and yawned slightly.
Pei Ziheng said in a warm voice: "Lie on my shoulder and sleep for a while. I will call you when you get home."
After all, she was just adopted by him yesterday. She was a little shy and said softly: "I'm not sleepy." She was embarrassed to lean on his shoulder. However, the Rolls-Royce, which was driving smoothly, was so comfortable that she felt sleepy without even realizing it. Even more powerful, the little head rested on his solid shoulder bit by bit and uncontrollably.
Pei Ziheng did not disturb her and adjusted his position slightly to make her sleep more comfortably.
She was a little restrained at first, but when she fell asleep, she fell into a deep sleep and forgot where she was. She stretched out her little arm to hug his arm and rubbed her cheek comfortably. After a while, she stretched out her other arm and hugged him tightly like a koala hugging a tree trunk.
He looked down at her.
The **** his shoulder was sleeping soundly, and her sleeping posture was different from the famous ladies he was used to seeing - her petal-like lips were slightly open, and her crystal saliva stained his elegant shirt.
With a gentle look on his face, he reached out his hand and wiped it gently for her even though it was not dirty.
She fell asleep for a while, and when she woke up, she saw him wiping her saliva. She was startled, and then blushed again. "I, I, didn't mean it." She mumbled and let him go, apologizing.
He smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter." He took his hand back, but there was a hint of regret in his heart. The soft and beautiful touch like petals on his fingertips was still there, but unfortunately, she was already awake.
She looked at the small pool of drool marks on his shoulder and blushed again and again.
I cursed myself in my heart for being so reckless, what if I made him unhappy? Her hands stirred the hem of her clothes uneasily and said, "Can I help you wash it off?"
He raised his eyebrows slightly: "You know how?"
She shook her head honestly.
He laughed: "I won't try to be strong." There was endearment in his voice. She blushed again and argued in a low voice: "I, I can learn. I can't just eat free rice all the time." He was so kind to her that she was so grateful that she couldn't repay him. She desperately wanted to do something. repay.
Pei Ziheng wanted to laugh again. Does this silly girl think that washing his clothes can repay him for everything he has done for their sisters? If nothing else, the labor she paid for washing the clothes probably wouldn't even make up for the material cost of the shirt he was wearing. He looked at her softly: "I said that I would make you the most popular artist in the world. If you really want to repay the favor, then work hard to achieve this goal."
She nodded vigorously. Since this was what he expected of her, she would definitely do it.
But…
“What should I do?” She looked at him and asked anxiously.
Pei Ziheng glanced at the saliva mark on his shoulder and said, "I will arrange for you to take etiquette classes with other girls in the family, learn how to have beautiful manners and be an elegant girl. The manners and temperament of an artist "Conversation is very important. Once you have learned this, I will arrange the next step."
Still disgusted by him.
She blushed again and glanced at the water mark with some sadness.
He noticed the look in her eyes and said, "Of course, that's just your manner in front of others. We don't have to be so restrained when we get along in private, like this..." He pointed to the mark on his shoulder, "It doesn't matter."
That little bit of sadness disappeared.
She glanced at him gratefully, feeling that this majestic Brother Pei looked very amiable.
As expected, Pei Ziheng contacted the teacher in the family and asked a servant to take her to class. All the ladies of the Pei family learned etiquette together. The class was built in an elegant place inside the family. When Xia Ling walked in, some ladies had already gathered in twos and threes.
They were either standing or sitting, chatting with their companions, or admiring the scenery alone.
Seeing Xia Ling come in, everyone turned their heads and looked at the girl at the door.
She is so beautiful - this is the first impression the Pei family ladies have of her.
The second impression is that she is really filthy. She is wearing a low-quality dress produced by some small workshop. It is colorful, shiny sequins, and patchwork lace. It is really sparkling. Blind eyes.
"Who is this?" A young lady covered her lips and laughed softly at her companions. "The clothes are too magical. Do you really think you are a princess?"
Her companion also laughed: "Where did you buy this dress? It's so ugly."
This dress was the little dress that Pei Ziheng took Xia Ling to buy. She liked it very much. Everyone in the store said it looked good when she was trying it on. She put it away for several days and was reluctant to wear it. She specially saved it until she came to class for the first time today to wear it, hoping to leave a good impression on the teacher and other girls.
The result seems to be counterproductive.
Xia Ling stood awkwardly at the door of the classroom. She didn't understand why - so many people said that the dress was beautiful, so these girls wouldn't like it? She looked at them carefully and found that most of them were wearing very elegant colors, such as lotus root, off-white, and ash... The styles of their dresses were also simple, without any colorful decorations, unlike the one she wore. Everything from sequined pearls to dried flowers and lace were all piled on her body.
(End of this chapter)