Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 692
“The cheongsam has such fine embroidery! It’s such a timeless and alluring piece—how beautiful!”
“Exactly! But it can only be pulled off by someone who looks as good as she does.”
“Comparisons are often painful. Rebecca, how do you maintain that gorgeous figure of yours?”
“Her skin is like a baby’s! I’m so jealous!”
“Rebecca, you’re definitely the most fashionable socialite among us all tonight.”
While Rebecca was ecstatic with the praises, she kept herself from grinning too widely and gave them a polite smile instead. “Thank you for the kind words, everyone, but all of you look beautiful as well,” she said modestly.
“If I’m not mistaken, you will be performing on stage tonight, yes?”
Truth was Esme had gone around telling others about Rebecca’s upcoming performance at the banquet, and it wasn’t as though these guests were unfamiliar with the Davis Family; most of them were well aware that the girl was going to be playing the piano on stage tonight.
Nonetheless, Rebecca nodded. “That’s right, but I hope you won’t make fun of me if the performance is not good enough.”
Everyone burst into polite laughter, gathering around her as they made friendly conversation.
In other words, they were simply making small talk—praises meant nothing in the commercial world.
“Rebecca, you’re far too modest.”
“Exactly. I’m sure your talent speaks for itself, otherwise Young Master Mason wouldn’t have agreed to your performance tonight.”
“That’s right. I look forward to hearing you play!”
“I hear that Mr. Hilbert has hand-picked your cousin Emily to go to Yobirl; I’m sure you play the piano perfectly, too.”
omeone chortled and quipped, “If that’s the case, that means we have our very own Chopin here in Markovia, as well!”
As she listened to the chatter that went on around her, Rebecca couldn’t help but feel gutted at the mention of Emily being hand-picked to go to Yobirl.
After all, she was the only person who knew that Emily was once rejected by Mr. Hilbert as well.
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