That's what he said, but Gao Xue also knew that people of their status must have the habit of visiting art exhibitions.

How could Song Nan stop this interest because of herself?

"It's none of your business, it's just my choice."

Gao Xue's tone was light, but Song Nan could hear a hint of alienation in it.

Haven't you started to change and separate yourself so clearly?

Even though it was his fault that he came a little late, everything was not what he wanted to see, right?

"Are you still complaining that I came a little late?

Or maybe I brought you to this occasion on purpose.

If I had not chosen this art exhibition, then there would be no need for you to be humiliated by those people."

Gao Xue opened his eyes slightly.

"Why do you think that I am such an unreasonable person?

I know this has nothing to do with you, it’s just that according to my status, I usually dress like this when I go out.

Maybe it’s really not suitable to participate in such an art exhibition.

In fact, what those people said was right.

You and I both understand it, right?

If I go out to play with you again in the future, should I buy two more expensive-looking clothes?"

Gao Xue laughed self-deprecatingly, but when these words fell into Song Nan's ears, they didn't sound right.

"It's just a piece of clothing. Is it so important if it's all about appearance?

This is just a small episode, is it necessary to keep talking about this matter?"

Song Nan's face darkened, Gao Xue realized it immediately, and her face also became ugly.

"Are you...blaming me for being petty?"

Before Song Nan could answer, she continued, "That's right, people like you must not know what life is like for us ordinary people, right?

We will follow you so shamelessly.

If you don't want to deal with ordinary people like me, you'd better tell me in advance.

Don't let me be ignorant and follow you eagerly.

It will make you lose face then.

I don’t want to embarrass you either.”

"Do you need to make such a clear distinction between us?

If I cared about this, why would I take you out for the first time?

Do you still look at me like this after going to that place?"

Song Nan's tone was also a little sad.

But both of them were angry, and Gao Xue didn't say anything, just turned his head.

"Send me back first. I'm not in the mood to go out today."

Song Nan was quiet for a while before starting the car and sent Gao Xue back to Shen Yan as promised.

Shen Yan saw his sister, who was obviously very happy when she went out, looking like she couldn't wait.

Why are you so disappointed when you come back? Is it because the interview didn't go well?

"Sister, I'm not in a hurry to find a job now."

Gao Xue shook his head and said to Fang Yin, "Can you lend her to me for a while?"

Fang Yin nodded naturally.

When there were only Shen Yan and Gao Xue in the room, Shen Yan asked her in a low voice, "What's wrong, sister?"

"I'm a little sad."

Gao Xue wilted and fell on Shen Yan's lap.

"Is this the interview you've been waiting for?

It's okay, sister, there are plenty of opportunities.

Moreover, your previous job was quite valuable, so you won't be unable to find a job.

Don't worry."

"It's not because of this."

Gao Xue's heart was heavy and he didn't know how to express it.

"What's that for?"

Gao Xue sat up and looked at her, "Actually, I haven't told you before that when you and Fang Yin were in the hospital that day, Song Nan and I went out."

Shen Yan nodded, "Song Nan sent a message to Fang Yin, and I saw it. Is there anything wrong?"

Gao Xue smiled to himself, this sister was really extremely slow.

"Don't you think I went out with Song Nan many times?

In the past two days, I told you that I was going for an interview, but actually I went out with him."

She felt a little self-defeating, and she saw Shen Yan looking at her in shock.

"Sister, you and Song Nan..."

Gao Xue nodded.

"So are you sad now because of Song Nan?"

“It’s not really sad, just a little distressed.

I don’t know how it turned out to be like this even though it was a trivial matter.

Do you think that with such a huge identity gap between us, is it possible that we can end up together?"

Although Shen Yan was a living example right in front of him, Gao Xue always felt that his sister was good at everything.

But I am different.

When things really came to her, she found that she was not as courageous as she had imagined.

Not everyone can be Shen Yan.

"Why is it impossible, sister.

When you asked me this question, did you forget that you and I are similar people?

We two grew up together, aren't we very different?

Sister, you have to have confidence.

If you like it, go for it, otherwise you will regret it if you miss it."

Gao Xue's tone was still hesitant, "But you don't know that we had a conflict today just because of a small thing.

Obviously I also know that he doesn't think that way.

But in the end, my tone inevitably got louder."

"What happened today? Can you tell me clearly so that I can give you some advice?"

Gao Xue recounted what happened before.

"How could they do this? They just watched the art exhibition and divided people into three, six or nine grades because of their clothes!

Can you be a great artist even if you are ridiculous?"

Shen Yan's brows furrowed.

Gao Xue patted her hand, "The painter didn't know about this, he came out later.

The main reason was that the service staff stopped me at that time.

In fact, what he said is correct. After all, the other people who come and go here have special status, and their clothes also reveal a sense of nobility.

I'm the only one wearing jeans, looking so plain.

If someone from the magazine takes the photo, I'm afraid it will bring a bad impression to their art exhibition."

Shen Yan shook her head in disapproval, "Sister, they can think like this, but you can't think like this.

Why does a person become nobler when his clothes are better?

Where does this come from?

Moreover, it was a painting exhibition, and not all the gold was on display. Would wearing jeans to see it devalue the painting?

So philistine.
To be continued...