"Sister, please say something. You are always like this. I don't even know how to communicate with you."
Su Qiao...
What do you want her to say?
She just came here and she still didn't understand anything.
When Su Qiao regained consciousness, he found himself holding a white silk handkerchief in both hands, with his head slightly lowered, sitting on a stone pier.
Sitting opposite was a young girl who was chattering away.
He looks about seventeen or eighteen years old, with refreshing short ear-length hair, a light blue three-quarter-sleeved short-sleeved top, a black long skirt that reaches his calf, and black strappy cloth shoes.
[Xiao Si, what's going on?]
[Host, just listen quietly and treat her as a fart.]
"..." It doesn't seem like a good thing to say.
Su Qiao quietly looked around.
This is a beautifully manicured garden, and she is sitting in the pavilion in the garden.
In front of the garden is a very large three-story European-style mansion. Behind it, a Little White Building that combines Chinese and Western styles appears among the trees.
Lower your head again.
Light pink woven cotton satin, small stand-up collar, slanted placket, three-quarter sleeves, slit down to the calf.
This is an improved Cheongsam that is dignified and elegant in style, combining classical charm and fashion.
Combined with the dress of the pretty girl in front of her, she could probably guess what era she was in.
What's a little strange is that she is wearing a white veil on her face, as if she is not visible to anyone.
Su Qiao frowned and stroked his face through the thin gauze scarf.
Is there something growing on her face?
"Sister, it's a new era now. Even if you get divorced, no one will laugh at you. On the contrary, everyone will still appreciate your bravery and your open-mindedness."
Looking at her sister who was still silent, Su Ying hated the iron.
He continued earnestly, "What's more, the relationship between you and your brother-in-law was originally an arranged marriage without any feelings.
He doesn't love you at all, so why do you keep dragging it out like this and making all three people suffer? "
Su Qiao: "..."
If you are in pain, please don't take me with you. I feel nothing except a little nausea.
"Brother-in-law really loves Qiu Ci, and Qiu Ci also loves brother-in-law very much. Do you understand how rare it is for them to meet and fall in love among millions of people, regardless of worldly opinions and rumors?"
"..." I'm sorry, I don't understand. I'm just a common person.
Su Qiao reached out and stroked the top of his head, feeling it a little.
As she thought, she simply tied up the upper half of her hair with a satin bow, and trimmed the lower half of her hair neatly to hang on her back. She did not bother with the 'most fashionable' wavy hair of this era.
This gave her some relief.
She was still used to this.
Su Ying said with longing, "The love between them is so beautiful, so sincere, and so pure.
As long as you give in a little bit, you can let such a beautiful relationship continue, and you can also find your own happiness. Why not? "
Su Qiao I'm too lazy to listen to this stupid woman's nonsense.
I sighed sadly in my heart: [Si'er, I'm sure I'm really going to scum my man this time, right?]
It's going to be a divorce, so it must be a marriage.
It's not like the husband who is having a 'beautiful' relationship with another woman is her man, right?
If it were true, she would just jump off the building.
444 looked stunned, a little guilty.
[Ahem, this, the problem is not that serious. You will know after combing through your memory.]
Well, although Xiaosi has always been unreliable, I have no choice but to believe it at this time.
but...