My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!-Chapter 21 - Little Trash Just Talks Big

In the evening, Fu Ying took out the ancient attire she was wearing when she arrived from the wardrobe.

Fortunately, it wasn't burnt during the fire incident and remained intact.

Her oldest brother said that they would attend their cousin Cheng Yiyi's birthday party tonight, and asked her to wear her finest clothes.

She believed her finest clothes were her Lingluo Silk ancient attire.

But then, after some thought, Fu Ying put the clothes back.

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Wearing that, wouldn't others think her outfit strange and bizarre?

She rummaged through her wardrobe, deep in thought.

The wardrobe was filled with her typical rebellious and flashy style of dress.

Desperately searching at the bottom of the chest, she indeed found a pink long dress.

Fu Ying changed into the dress and, looking at her exposed feet, she thought about last night.

It seemed there weren't many restrictions here; while walking on the main road yesterday, she even saw people with their thighs and shoulders exposed.

She needed to adapt.

After a moment's thought, Fu Ying decided to wear the dress.

On the way to the birthday party, she leaned against the car window and gazed at the street scenes, quite mesmerized.

Fu Yan nudged her gently, reminding her, "Watch your head."

Fu Ying grudgingly pulled her head back inside.

Soon, they arrived at the hotel where the birthday party was held.

Following behind her two brothers, Fu Ying looked like a tiny adorable creature.

Though she was mature inside, her short stature made her seem like a child.

Standing 1.55 meters tall, she looked petite and delicate next to her two brothers who were both 180 cm tall.

Fu Yan, with a cold expression, felt a bit impatient at the thought of seeing Cheng Yiyi soon.

Fu Ying earnestly advised, "Little brother, smile, you are here to attend someone else's birthday party."

Hearing Fu Ying's slightly schadenfreude tone, Fu Yan gritted his teeth and forced a smile, "Does my smile look sweet?"

Fu Ying struggled to keep her laughter at bay, nodding, "Very sweet, little brother, the young lady might fall for you."

At that, Fu Yan immediately withdrew his smile.

Witnessing the banter between Fu Yan and Fu Ying, Fu Yi repeatedly reminded them, "Don't mess around, don't stir up trouble when we go inside."

"Okay." Fu Ying nodded, particularly obedient.

Seeing her docile look, Fu Yi crouched in front of her, gently saying, "Yingying, stick with your oldest brother later, if little brother tempts you saying there's something fun, don't follow him."

Fu Ying nodded her little head, "I know."

Damn?!

Considering his older brother was present, Fu Yan couldn't help but curse under his breath.

So I'm seen as a dangerous person, huh?

"Alright, let's go inside." Fu Yi said, holding the gift in one hand and leading Fu Ying with the other into the hotel.

Fu Yan casually followed behind.

"Brother Yan! Brother Yi!"

As they just entered, someone suddenly rushed over, pushed Fu Ying aside, and hugged Fu Yan.

Fu Ying, already frail looking and only 1.55 meters tall at sixteen, small and short, staggered a few steps back from the sudden force before she could stabilize herself.

Her eyebrows tightly furrowed.

She suddenly remembered that back in the palace, no one ever dared to treat her like this.

Though she once lived a pampered life as a little princess, Fu Ying didn't have a spoiled or capricious demeanor, merely frowning slightly, feeling a bit upset inside.

She guessed, the one clinging to Fu Yan with a sullen face might probably be Cheng Yiyi?

"Did you get hit anywhere?" Fu Yi came over to her, crouching down to check.

Fu Ying shook her head, "No."

Despite being petite and seemingly delicate, her body wasn't that frail.

It wasn't likely for her to get hurt from just a bump, though it did sting a bit from the shock.

Seeing that Fu Ying's inner self was not as delicate as her appearance suggested, Fu Yi smiled encouragingly, "Hmm, that's awesome."

Fu Yi took her along, leaving Fu Yan behind: "Come on big brother will take you to eat some cupcakes."

"Damn! Brother, wait for me!" Fu Yan tried a few times to dodge Cheng Yiyi, but ultimately failed, since she was his aunt's daughter, he wouldn't resort to roughness.

Fu Ying turned her head and gave Fu Yan a sympathetic look.

It's good that she's his aunt's daughter, otherwise, would her little brother tonight...

Lose his virginity, lose his innocence.

Oh, she forgot, her little brother never had any innocence.

Fu Yi then took her to see his aunt.

The aunt is Fu Mingxia, married to a businessman, and their family was very wealthy.

Fu Ying respectfully greeted Fu Mingxia: "Auntie."

Fu Mingxia looked her up and down and said with a smile, "Yingying, you look so well-behaved today."

Fu Ying didn't know how to respond, just nodded lightly, then lowered her head.

Why do her aunt's words sound a bit uncomfortable?

Seemingly noticing Fu Ying's discomfort, Fu Yi whispered to her, "Yingying, you go and wait for big brother aside, big brother wants to talk to auntie for a moment."

"Okay."

Fu Ying sat aside, and soon, she heard praises from the crowd.

She looked up and saw it was Fu Mingxia showing off her daughter's various talents by displaying Cheng Yiyi's calligraphy.

Fu Ying had learned calligraphy from the Grand Tutor in the palace since she was young and never thought that knowing calligraphy was something to boast about.

After all, back then, playing musical instruments, chess, calligraphy, and painting were just pastimes.

Fu Ying lowered her head and took a bite of the cupcake, her eyes shining brightly.

It tasted much better than the osmanthus cakes made by the imperial chef.

Amid the crowd's praise, Cheng Yiyi smiled modestly, demurely saying, "I just wrote it casually, I'm not skilled yet."

Fu Yan, listening, rolled his eyes, "If you're not skilled, then don't show it off."

This comment made Cheng Yiyi feel quite embarrassed.

She remembered, as a child Brother Yan liked her quite a bit, now how come... he seems so indifferent...

Fu Mingxia immediately chimed in to ease the atmosphere, "By the way, I heard Yingying also learned calligraphy."

Fu Yan frowned, catching the implication in his aunt's words, and mocked Fu Ying: "Oh her, dad enrolled her in a calligraphy class, and she never even went."

Cheng Yiyi, quite delighted, said: "Let the little sister also showcase her calligraphy."

As Cheng Yiyi spoke, she looked around in the crowd and finally saw Fu Ying in the corner.

Fu Ying was lowering her head, "ooh" biting into a mouthful of cream.

It was her first time eating so much, suddenly feeling a bit greasy.

Seeing Fu Ying acting so unrefined, completely unladylike, Cheng Yiyi felt even more complacent.

Perfectly setting up a foil for herself.

Cheng Yiyi immediately ran over and pulled Fu Ying along, Fu Ying with a blank face, clueless.

Fu Yan couldn't bear to watch the consequences, feeling embarrassed.

What calligraphy could she do?

She knows how to play, eat, and sleep.

Cheng Yiyi got people to piece together tables, laid out rice paper, and shoved a brush into Fu Ying's hand.

Fu Ying hadn't even said if she wanted to write, but was arranged very clearly by Cheng Yiyi.

Cheng Yiyi stepped aside, as if watching a drama.

Who doesn't know that the Fu family's little princess is a troublemaker?

Everyone silently sneered with disdain.

She knows calligraphy?

She's only good at boasting.