Many waiters were already carrying flowers and heading toward the Pei family's seats.
Pei Jingshan smiled and said to Pei Jingyu, "Sister Jingyu, it looks like this year's Midsummer Lady is none other than you. So many people are heading towards our seat, more than last year."
Pei Jingyu smiled and pretended to be modest. "Nonsense, there are three girls at our seats this year, it could be either you or Xiao Ling." Even though she said that outwardly, she still looked very complacent.
Pei Jingshan flattered her. "How could I compare to Sister Jingyu? Xia Ling? That's even more… hehe."
Xia Ling glared at her. "Yes, you're not as good as Sister Jingyu, it's good that you're self-aware. However, don't drag me into this just because your skills are not as good. I don't think my singing is beneath Sister Jingyu's piano skills."
Pei Jingshan furrowed her brows and looked as though she was about to explode.