"As a countryman, my skin is better than yours, whiter and softer than yours, and my clothes are more fashionable than yours. You should review yourself, otherwise I'm more like a city girl. You're like a countryman, and most of you can't dress at all, which is very embarrassing to your city girl." Gu yuehuan fought back, which made Jiang Yiner sneer unhappily: "no matter how you dress up, you're also a countryman, so what's the use of dressing up? If you dress up, you can change your rustic style." Gu Yue retorted with a smile, "Miss Jiang, you can say it. It's not what you specifically reminded me to say. No one knows I'm a countryman, so dressing up is still useful, but you're right. No matter how you dress up, it's useless. The kind of grumpy smell you show is very heavy, and your face covered with a variety of powder can't change your sour face." Jiang Yiner was angry and speechless: "... You! What are you talking about? Are you saying that the powder on my face is heavy?"
"I didn't say that about you, Miss Jiang. I just said that Xiang Youxin gave birth to a person's face. Your heart is ugly, so no amount of powder on your face can cover it. Although I'm a countryman, my heart is kind, so my skin is tender, and I can see it's red and tender without covering it." Hearing the woman's shameless appearance, Jiang Yiner folded her hands and walked past in a proud manner, Deliberately remind everyone: "it's kind of you to say, just a few words of praise. You really think you look good. Who doesn't know that you used to be fat, ugly and black, just like a dead fat woman. Now that you look better, you can forget how ugly you used to be. Do you want me to show you your photos before, so that people can laugh at you?" Gu yuehuan heard this and frowned at her. He just wanted to say something. Before he could say it, Huo Qingyue on the side couldn't help spilling the wine glass on her face, slapping it, and the red wine spilled all over her face.