You Know My Tastes

"Have your aunt attend…and she must attend."

"But…" Mu Qiqi was very worried that Su Zipei would be mocked, especially by Mama Mu, and she didn't want her to go through such shame.

"Leave the rest to Jing Yun."

With a few days left until the conference, would leaving things to Jing Yun spare Aunt Zipei the mockery? Mu Qiqi knew very well that aristocratic composure and elegance basically overflowed from the bone, whereas Su Zipei's aura was very plain.

Still, she could not be absent from the parent-teacher conference even if there was no telling what would happen.

Qian Qian appeared to see through her distress, and therefore told her, "So what if your aunt attends? Why compete riches at our age? If you're afraid that White Lotus Mu would try to bully her, I can tell our parents to help shield your aunt."

Mu Qiqi could not help but smile. "Thanks. You're very kind…but I'll think of something."