Gu Qiqi spoke elegantly. After a simple sentence, she looked at Gu Xuexue deeply with a spurious smile.
Gu Xuexue's eyes widened and she was speechless.
It wasn't that she didn't answer, but she didn't understand these words at all!
What language was Gu Qiqi speaking? It wasn't English or French. What was she doing?!
Gu Xuexue was going crazy.
She didn't know the content of Gu Qiqi's question. How was she going to answer?
She was the one who was embarrassed now.
Holding back her smile, Gu Xuexue helped herself out and said, "Sister, you sure know how to joke. Which country is this language of yours? Are you joking with everyone? Perhaps such jokes are popular in the countryside, but it's not suitable here…"
She tried to fool her with the fact that Gu Qiqi was a country bumpkin.
How could those shrewd rich madams be easy to deceive?
