The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 309

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Sun Jiayue couldn’t stand seeing Daohua and Dong Yuanyao picking on Feng Liangji, and without restraint, she approached Daohua and Dong Yuanyao to make excuses for Feng Liangji, “Two sisters…”

“Who are you calling sister?”

Dong Yuanyao immediately put on a cold face, cutting off Sun Jiayue’s words, leaving her no dignity.

“I…”

Sun Jiayue hadn’t expected Dong Yuanyao to be so straightforward. Glancing around at the people in the pavilion, she felt nothing but shame and fury. Yet, within moments, her eyes filled with tears, as she stood there, biting her lip, utterly at a loss.

Unfortunately for her, Xiao Yeyang and the others had no reaction to her plight, continuing their conversation and laughter as if she didn’t even exist. Only Yan Wenkai looked at her with a face full of disdain, giving her a few glances.

The instant his sister spoke up, Sun Yongyi knew there would be trouble.

The families of officials have always looked down upon the merchant class, and for his sister to address them as sisters was indeed too rash.

Sun Yongyi went forward with a smile, “Ladies, please don’t be angry, it’s my younger sister who has lost her decorum. I hope you can forgive her.”

With a cold snort from Dong Yuanyao, just as she was about to say something, she saw her elder brother looking over and instantly pursed her lips, refraining from further comment.

Dong Yuanxuan laughed, “It’s just a minor quarrel, no need to take it to heart.”

Sun Yongyi gave a grateful smile and swiftly pulled his sister off to the side.

Sun Jiayue was somewhat reluctant, but after receiving a fierce glare from Sun Yongyi, she withdrew with a resigned look.

Seeing the scene turning somewhat awkward, Feng Yiyun thought for a moment and then smiled at Daohua and Dong Yuanyao, “Miss Dong, Miss Yan, glutinous rice cakes are actually not sticky when made well. If you two are interested, I could invite you over to my home for a gathering sometime. Our family’s cook can personally demonstrate it for you.”

At this, Daohua and Dong Yuanyao exchanged a somewhat speechless look, their faces expressing deep resignation.

Were they really talking about glutinous rice cakes?

It seemed this girl from the Feng Family wasn’t very bright.

Daohua’s lips twitched, and she immediately turned her head away, not deigning to continue the conversation.

The Feng Family had established a connection with theirs because of Sister Zixuan, and now, even after Feng Liangji’s betrothal, he was still not keeping his distance from other girls. Why should she save face for the Feng Family?

If Daohua ignored her, Dong Yuanyao would do so even more.

If it wasn’t for the Yan Family’s sake, she wouldn’t be seen at the same event with the children of a merchant family.

Feng Hao sitting to the side felt an urge to cover his head.

He knew the offshoot branches of the family lacked manners, but he had not expected them to lack intelligence as well.

As an elder of the Feng Family, Feng Hao had no choice but to intervene, saying with a smile, “What nonsense are you speaking? Are the cooks from Minister Dong’s and Minister Yan’s households not better than ours? There’s no need for you to curry favor here.”

Feng Yiyun’s expression grew stiff, “I misspoke, Miss Dong, Miss Yan, please don’t take offense.”

Daohua waved her hand dismissively, “There’s nothing to be angry about. We didn’t know each other before and didn’t understand each other. Now that we’ve met, if we get along, we can chat more; if not, there’s no need to endure each other for some messed-up reason. It’s best to let go early, so nobody feels uncomfortable.”

Saying this, she picked up another piece of glutinous rice cake, looking towards Feng Liangji with a smirk.

“Just like how some people like this glutinous rice cake, but others insist on giving them a plate of red bean cakes. If someone is open and responsible, they should clarify on the spot, rather than accepting the red bean cake while still longing for the glutinous rice cake. It’s both a waste of the red bean cake and a betrayal of the good intentions of the person who offered it.”

“Right, Mr. Feng?”

Feng Liangji took a deep breath. Today, he had truly experienced the formidable nature of the daughters from official families, their speech indirect yet pointed, leaving him with no place to hide.