Her words seemed thoughtful and understanding, but in fact, they were provocative and she was clearly trying to sow discord.
The netizens listened and instantly thought, ‘In fact, the relationship between Xiang Yi and her brothers is not that close!’
Otherwise, why can’t she even give away a bottle of wine?
Unfortunately, Qin Wanyan underestimated the extent to which the Xiang family was protective of their fellow members…
Xiang Yi frowned and said, “Firstly, I don’t think this has any direct relation to whether our family is close-knit or not. Secondly, a good relationship does not mean that we can dispose of one another’s belongings at will. Moreover, perhaps things that I find useless hold precious and beautiful memories for my brother.”
Qin Wanyan was shocked speechless.
The Spicy Rabbits defended Xiang Yi against the hateful comments directed at her.
—— [Ahhhhh I totally support Xiang Yi’s values and worldviews!]
—— [Is there something wrong with Qin Wanyan? Did she forget that she had betrayed Xiang Yi? Xiang Yi may be nice to you but we won’t be nice. Go play your suona *smile* *smile*]
—— [The other day, my mother gave my favorite hairpin to my cousin and I was really angry. I cried and she reprimanded me for being stingy! I wish I had a family member like Xiang Yi]
There were also people who were so bored that they screenshotted a photo of the bottle of red wine to identify the brand. She then instantly sprung up from the sofa.
—— [The bottle of red wine that Qin Wanyan wanted costs six figures! How can she have the cheek to say that she wants it!?!]
All of a sudden, they had an extremely poor impression of Qin Wanyan.
Besides, Xiang Yi had already said that she would give her the wine she brewed on her own.
She would take whatever she was given.
Giving gifts to the host is the basic etiquette that is expected of guests, but not only did Qin Wanyan not give any gifts, she even took the initiative to ask for something. Uhh… this is a little inappropriate, right?
Qin Wanyan did not expect that the good image that she had easily painted for herself by playing the suona would disappear because of a few words!
It was right that the more one says, the more mistakes they tend to make.
However, Qin Wanyan didn’t feel anything at all. She pretended to be magnanimous and said, “Xiang Yi, you’re right. By the way, my friend recommended me to Spring Flower Fund and I think it’s quite reliable. Why don’t we donate some money together?”
Xiang Yi said, “Sorry, I’m not interested.”
Qin Wanyan said, “Ah, Xiang Yi said, I thought you were so kind that you would be willing to donate money to such a loving cause…”
Xiang Yi looked at Qin Wanyan with confusion in her eyes. ‘Why does she keep saying such strange things?’
Qin Wanyan was still trying to bring more attention to herself as she said, “Oops, maybe I’m too saintly. I can’t standing reading such news about society at all. Every time I see it, I want to help others…”
Xiang Yi found a basket, placed two small jars of wine into it and held it in one hand. “That’s not too bad. Being kind is to feel sorry for a person and want to help them. Being saintly is to demand that the whole world helps a single pitiful person.”
Qin Wanyan was secretly happy. ‘This dimwit Xiang Yi is actually praising me for my kindness?’
‘She’s really brainless.’
“In my opinion, the essence of charity is…” Xiang Yi revealed her understanding of charity. “I don’t have the right to make others do anything but I can decide what I do.”
In an instant, some netizens criticized her.
[But you didn’t do anything!
Seeing this scene, Ms. Cen, quickly had someone take a screen shot of those words that Xiang Yi said and posted them online out of context, not forgetting, of course, to include the key words like ‘Spring Flower Foundation’ and ‘Ms. Cen the loving philanthropist.’
#XiangYiSaidHelpingOthersIsASaintlyAct
#XiangYiLacksSympathyButQuestionsMs. Cen
Ms. Cen thought, ‘This time, I’m definitely going to be on the hot search list!’
However, she did not expect herself to drop several positions on the hot search list again…