Stunning Peach Blossoms

Chapter 219 My world is in chaos
Several men looked at each other in blank dismay, they all watched me walk out of the restaurant in bewilderment, the news of Xilin Yan's big wedding was like a curse, instantly made me lose all my ideas...

When I came out of the restaurant, I looked lost, my mind was empty, and I couldn’t think of anything. I didn’t take two steps, and I suddenly bumped into the figure coming from the opposite side, and I heard “Ouch—” and then A woman's bluff came and said: "Which thing without eyes dares to bump into my old lady?"

Uh?
I raised my head in a daze, and saw an old woman standing in front of me standing in front of me, who was old but still well-dressed, she was supporting her fat waist while yelling with her eyes closed.

Looking at her attire, she is probably either a matchmaker or a bustard. She is dressed in colorful green trousers, wearing red flowers on her head, and her whole body is full of humor. I couldn't help but "puchi—" and laughed out loud!

"why are you laughing?"

The fat woman immediately opened her eyes in doubt, the wrinkles on her forehead were directly squeezed into a ball, and the thick powder on her face fell off with a "swish-swish" because of the distortion of her face!

I quickly came back to my senses, backed away calmly, to avoid being affected by the pink storm on her face, managed to pull out a smile, and asked her, "Auntie, are you okay?"

Who knows, when the woman heard it, her eyes widened immediately, and she shouted in a shrill voice, "Auntie? Who are you calling Auntie? Do I look that old?"

Damn, this old immortal woman is already nice to be called aunt, but with her appearance, it is not too much to be called mother-in-law!
Of course, this is what I have in mind...

Seeing her trembling with anger, I hurriedly replied with an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I made a slip of the tongue, why do you look old? At most, you are a few years older than me, right?"

The woman regained her composure a little bit, glared at me and said, "Forget you, girl, you know your senses, walk around, get out of the way quickly, don't delay my old lady, I'll go back to do business!"

Hearing what she said, I noticed that there was an eleven or twelve-year-old girl behind her. Her clothes were worn out and her face was pale. She kept wiping her tears with her sleeves. After a while, I couldn't help but stepped forward and asked: "Little sister, what happened? Why are you crying so sad?"

(End of this chapter)