Chapter 20

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"Sorry, is it useful?" Although Bian Yingning's apology sounded very sincere, Shang Qinghui's anger did not diminish at all: "Do you know how expensive these shoes are?"

Bian Yingning: "..." She really didn't know.

"I... I'll compensate you?" Bian Yingning hesitated and felt heartbroken.

Although she is now a rich person, she cannot spend money recklessly. Frugality is a virtue ingrained in her bones. If it is too expensive, she will not be able to bear it.

Shang Qinghui sneered: "How will you compensate me? Three pairs of Italian handmade customized shoes worldwide?"

"Then... then I'll compensate you in my heart?" There was no way, she could only express her apology deeply in this way.

"..."

Shang Qinghui wanted to walk away and leave.

On the left side of the stage in the distance, Duanmu Zhengjie and her younger brother Duanmu Zhenghao stood on top of it, watching the ballroom below.

Everyone was dancing elegantly, but there were two princess-like figures who stood out like sore thumbs when they danced together, a little further out of the crowd.

They were dancing clumsily, taking three steps after every one, and it looked like they were already getting tired (and being stepped on).

Duanmu Zhenghao, the upright and honest second male lead in the original novel, is currently a third-year student in a police school.

In the original novel, he met Ji Xiaoxue because he bravely fought off a thief who tried to steal her bag on the street, and helped her retrieve her belongings.

Later, they met a few more times and gradually became familiar with each other. Of course, he eventually fell in love with the female lead.

When he found out that his sister liked the male lead, he helped her fight for him, and even tried to use this opportunity to steal the female lead away, but was inevitably knocked out by the male lead.

"The girl in the black dress, can't she dance?" Watching Bian Yingning accidentally step on Shang Qinghui again, Duanmu Zhenghao couldn't help but speak, with a hint of amusement in his voice.

Duanmu Zhengjie sipped her red wine and her eyes involuntarily fell on them.

She had never seen two women dancing together in this kind of occasion before, they were really bold.

The pampered and carefully cultivated pearl of the Bian family could not dance the waltz, which was essential for socialites. How ridiculous.

"Is it intentional?" She whispered.

"Intentional?" Duanmu Zhenghao became curious.

"If you don't get close to the noble ladies' circle, you don't know. The girl in the pink dress is the second young lady of the Shang family, and the girl in the black dress is the young lady of the Bian family..."

Before Duanmu Zhengjie finished explaining, Duanmu Zhenghao interrupted her: "Isn't it the famous duo who never got along since they were young?"

"...Hmm." So these two were famous.

"Really interesting." Duanmu Zhenghao's eyes were almost glued to Bian Yingning: "I heard that they don't get along, and I thought they were playing the game of scheming against each other like noble ladies. I didn't expect it to be so childish."

It seems like even elementary school students don't fight like this anymore.

"You step on me, I don't agree, so I'll step on you back."

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