Transmigrating as the Younger Sister of a Bigshot with Multiple Identities-Chapter 945: She’s in the Same Class as Me

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Initially, the young masters and young ladies of the aristocratic families had low expectations for the eldest daughter of the Xiao family, approaching the situation with a mindset ready to mock.

But when they saw Gu Yang walking towards the stage of the banquet hall, they were stunned.

“Is that the eldest daughter of the Xiao family? She’s really beautiful.”

“Her looks are on par with Young Master Xiao’s.”

“Why do I feel like Xiao Yang looks familiar? Where have I seen her before?”

Hearing the exclamations around her, Su Ying’er, Feng Xiaoxiao, and others also looked towards the stage.

Su Ying’er, who had expected Xiao Yang to be a rough-looking country bumpkin dressed vulgarly, froze and tightened her grip on her wine glass.

She stared at the exquisite and beautiful face before her. “Is that Xiao Yang?”

Qin Shuling, the daughter of the Qin family, sneered, “Isn’t it obvious? Who else would be on stage today other than the eldest daughter of the Xiao family?”

Qin Shuling was the eldest daughter of the Qin family and Qin Xian’s sister. Young and influential, she was notorious for being outspoken and fearless.

Although Su Ying’er was displeased, she didn’t dare provoke Qin Shuling.

When she saw Gu Yang’s face, Feng Xiaoxiao’s action of swirling her red wine paused momentarily, but she quickly regained her composed expression.

She remarked lightly, “Looks are the most superficial aspect.”

As daughters of aristocratic families, they valued both inner and outer cultivation, placing greater importance on internal development and knowledge.

Su Ying’er seemed to regain her confidence. “That’s right. What’s the use of being good-looking? In our circle, we don’t rely on looks to get by.”

“Sister Xiaoxiao is universally acknowledged as the number one beauty in the capital, but she has never cared about her appearance.”

Qin Shuling, unable to tolerate Feng Xiaoxiao’s pretentiousness, rolled her eyes and said bluntly, “If she really didn’t care, where did the title of the number one beauty in the capital come from?”

Su Ying’er retorted, “Of course it was chosen by everyone.”

A few years ago, a bored rich second-generation heir had organized an election for the most beautiful daughter of a wealthy family in the capital. Everyone found it amusing and participated by voting and reposting.

In the end, Feng Xiaoxiao received the highest number of votes and was declared the most beautiful daughter of a wealthy family.

“The head of state is elected every four years. I think it’s time for another vote for the most beautiful daughter of a wealthy family. Right, Brother?” Qin Shuling elbowed Qin Xian, who was engrossed in his game.

Without looking up, Qin Xian smiled and said, “It’s about time. Back then, my sister was too young. Otherwise, she would have definitely been a contender for the title.”

Su Ying’er chimed in, “Even if we vote again, Sister Xiaoxiao will still win.”

Feng Xiaoxiao frowned. “Su Ying’er, don’t talk nonsense. I’ve never thought much of my looks, and I don’t want others to judge me based on them.”

Su Ying’er, trying to flatter her, said, “Alright, Sister Xiaoxiao. You are talented and beautiful, cultivating both internally and externally, and you study at a prestigious school. Looks are naturally not the most important thing.”

“But to some people, it’s probably their only capital to rely on,” Su Ying’er remarked, her tone dripping with condescension.

These people were naturally talking about Xiao Yang.

Qin Shuling crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. “Heh, how do you know that Xiao Yang isn’t as outstanding as Feng Xiaoxiao?”

“How can someone from a mountain village have—” Su Ying’er began, but was interrupted.

“She’s in my class.”

“Is it very impressive to be in the same class as you—?”

Su Ying’er looked up and saw the person who interrupted her. Her voice stopped abruptly.

Even Feng Xiaoxiao and Qin Shuling looked at the girl who had almost covered her face with a scarf in surprise.

It was Ning Gui, the Ning Family’s young miss.

The most low-profile daughter of an aristocratic family in the circle had almost zero presence.

Of course, those who were familiar with Ning Gui knew that she was not low-key, but socially phobic.

Everyone in the same circle knew that Ning Gui was the Goddess of Studies. She was the top scorer in the capital’s College Entrance Examination last year and had entered Hua University’s Physics Department.

The person in her class was definitely a top student.

After Ning Gui spoke, she continued with her own activities, focusing on an online class on her phone.