"Qing Jun's little sister?" Qing Yanjing froze at those words.
"She's also Husband's wife." Die did not hide anything and told her about all of Chen Mo's wives. In her view, Qing Yanjing would become their younger sister as well sooner or later, so she was bound to find out eventually.
Hearing this, Qing Yanjing's expression changed. Yet rather than feeling angry, the guilt in her heart lessened somewhat.
She even secretly thought, Since Chen Mo has so many women and Die and the others don't think anything of it, then adding me doesn't seem like such a big deal either.
The moment that thought arose, Qing Yanjing's face flushed crimson. She vigorously shook her head, trying to drive those thoughts away.
"What's wrong with you?" Die asked curiously when she saw Qing Yanjing shaking her head.
"Nothing. Die, do you have any more evening gowns? Could you give me one?" Qing Yanjing asked softly.
"Yes, I have plenty." Over the years, Die had accumulated far more than just one or two evening gowns. She immediately took an exquisite wooden box from her Storage Ring and handed it to Qing Yanjing, smiling. "Your figure is about the same as mine, so it should fit."
As she spoke, she glanced at Qing Yanjing's chest.
A trace of pride suddenly rose in her heart.
She's not as big as me.
Qing Yanjing did not notice Die's strange look. After taking the box and opening it, she found a black evening dress inside and immediately smiled. "Thank you."
"It's nothing, just a dress. Oh, do you want this too?" Die sat down beside Qing Yanjing. Since they were sitting close together and everyone's attention was on Chen Mo, they were not easily noticed. Then Die took out a pair of stockings from her