Chapter 219
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Wei Ziyao picked up his tie and stood on her tiptoes to help him tie it properly.
However, Ki Chien-chul grabbed Wei Ziyao's hand. "Did you tie Feng Muyu's tie like this too?"
From this angle, no matter how she looked at it, she wanted to kiss it. If she really did it for Feng Muyu, Ki Chien-chul was sure that he would start to make a fuss!
"Feng Muyu is walking in the style of a refined scum today. He doesn't need a tie."
Feng Muyu was wearing a white suit, a white shirt, and light brown leather shoes. The white shirt was casual. The top two buttons were not buttoned and were naturally unbuttoned.
Originally, she wanted to get Feng Muyu a white top hat. That way, it would be a perfect match.
However, the ancients hated wearing white things on their heads, so she gave up in the end.
"He's a refined scum? Then what about This King? "
"You're a domineering boss. The main thing that stands out is one word, domineering!"
Wei Ziyao looked at Ki Chien-chul and then looked at Feng Muyu. The two were originally quite handsome, but now … why did she feel that they were a couple!
Black and White Impermanence! Standing there, one was domineering and cold, looking down on the world, and the other was a refined scum with a knife hidden behind his smile. Oh my god! She hit the nail on the head!
"What are you looking at?" Ki Chien-chul felt that Wei Ziyao was very suspicious.
Of course, the latter did not dare to say that she was thinking nonsense in her mind. She could only smile awkwardly.
"I'm comparing who looks better between the two of you."
"So, Princess, tell me, who looks better between me and Royal Highness?" Feng Muyu had a mischievous smile on his face as he walked over at this time!
Ki Chien-chul raised his cold eyes and looked at Feng Muyu. "That's right, Princess, tell me, who looks better?"
Wei Ziyao had never thought that she would be in such a predicament.
"Who, who's good-looking …" Actually, they were all good-looking.
But in her heart, Ki Chien-chul was indeed better.
"I, I think Royal Highness looks better."
Wei Ziyao spoke the truth. Ki Chien-chul was a little surprised, but Feng Muyu's smile deepened.
But … no matter how you look at it, it still looks a little lonely.
"It seems that the Royal Highness and Princess Consort are on the same page?" he joked.
"What do you mean by mutual feelings? I only said that he's good-looking. I didn't say that you're not good-looking. It's a question of aesthetics. If I had to say it, I'd say that Sister-in-law and Jian Ning are good-looking too …"
She explained in a panic, but it was obvious that she was trying to hide something.
"Princess, you don't have to rush to explain. Just pretend that I didn't say anything. It's the Eighth Princess' birthday, so I'll go and give her a gift first."
With that, Feng Muyu walked away from Wei Ziyao.
But after he walked away, Wei Ziyao's face was still a little hot.
It was so embarrassing. She should've just found a topic to change the topic. Why did she have to answer truthfully?
But just as she didn't know how to face Ki Chien-chul, he grabbed her hand.
She wanted to break free, but there were so many people around. If she tried to break free, she would inevitably be discovered.
"Ki Chien-chul, let go of me!"
She warned in a low voice.
"No, even Feng Muyu said that we're on the same page. I won't let go."
"You …"
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