Variety shows are crazy but don't cause internal conflict; I'm proud to drive others crazy

Chapter 277 A dazzling white prison-style outfit makes a grand entrance at the banquet.
The female ghost asked, "What is it?"

Jiang Nanxi walked over to her and whispered a few words in her ear, causing the female ghost's eyes to widen.

She couldn't help but exclaim, "You can do that? That's so exciting! I'll help you!"

At that moment, the sound of a lock being opened came from outside the door, and the people outside came in without knocking.

Xie Qin's daughter is named Song Zili. She is probably in her early twenties and is still in college.

She also has a son, a few years younger than Song Zili, not yet eighteen, named Song Zihao.

This Song Zihao is the real culprit who assaulted the maid and accidentally killed her.

The Song family is no pushover. They've always looked down on Song Wanwan. Song Zili even brought her childhood socialite best friend to isolate Song Wanwan, saying she was a country bumpkin and didn't deserve to hang out with them.

Therefore, when Song Wanwan was still living in the Song family, she rarely had contact with the two children of the Second Master Song. Every time they met, they would mock and ridicule her.

Now that they know Song Wanwan is a fake heiress and Jiang Nanxi is the real heiress, they naturally look down on Jiang Nanxi.

Song Zili walked in, raised her chin, and looked Jiang Nanxi up and down. Her first words were, "You're not mistaken this time, are you? Don't bring back another fake. If it's fake again, I'll laugh myself to death."

Jiang Nanxi took out her phone and said seriously, "Damn it? Want me to book a crematorium for you? I have some connections at the crematorium, I can arrange for you to be the first one burned."

Song Zili: ? ? ?

Jiang Nanxi: "Do you want to cremate me in the morning or the afternoon? You can't cremate me at night, the yin energy is too strong at night, and the crematorium won't be open. What kind of urn do you prefer after the cremation? I happen to have some stockpiled here, I can sell you one at a high price."

Song Zili: ? ? ?

Seeing Jiang Nanxi's serious expression, Song Zili's lips twitched involuntarily. She said to the maid beside her, "Is she out of her mind? Did my eldest cousin bring this person back from the mental hospital?"

Song Zili snorted and said, "Forget it, I'm magnanimous and won't hold it against you."

This dress my mom specially prepared for you, you should change into it quickly. Today is a very formal banquet, everyone needs to wear formal attire.

Oh, by the way, do you even know how to wear a formal gown? You've probably never seen a haute couture gown like this before, have you? It's best to let them help you put it on, so you don't make a mistake and become a laughingstock.

The maid brought over the dress, ready to help Jiang Nanxi change into it.

"No need to help me, I can dress myself."

Jiang Nanxi took the dress and looked at Song Zili meaningfully, saying, "What are you going to wear to the banquet? This outfit you're wearing? I don't think it looks very good."

Song Zili said with an ugly expression, "What do you know? You bumpkin! This is the latest design from the Paris Fashion Show, a limited edition haute couture gown designed by an internationally renowned designer. It costs ten times more than yours! Do you have any taste at all!"

Jiang Nanxi said, "Okay, it looks pretty good, but I still don't think it suits you very well. I also have a dress here, and I think this style suits you better."

"It's only right to reciprocate. Your mother gave me a dress, so how about I give you one too?"

Song Zili scoffed, "What kind of dress do you have? Even if you had a nice dress, would you wear something like this to my house? Please don't send me anything shoddy, okay? I don't need it!"

Jiang Nanxi took out the outfit.

The scene fell into an eerie silence.

Jiang Nanxi looked at the white ancient prison uniform in her hand, then looked at Song Zili innocently and said, "Why aren't you saying anything? Don't you think this style is unique? It's pure white prison style, it suits you so well!"

Song Zili: ? ? ? Before Song Zili could react, Jiang Nanxi said again, "Not only can you wear this, but your dad can wear it, your mom can wear it, and your brother can wear it too. It's versatile and suitable for people of all ages. Wearing it is a real bargain."

Are you sure you don't want to change into this outfit? Once you put it on, you'll definitely be the most eye-catching person at the banquet today. Don't you want all those wealthy young men to notice you at first glance?

Song Zili: ? ? ?

Song Zili was speechless. "You really are mentally ill. What kind of dress is this..."

The maid next to Song Zili also looked at Jiang Nanxi with surprise and sympathy in her eyes.

A perfectly good young girl, finally found by Young Master Song and about to enjoy life, turns out to be a mentally ill person with brain problems!
Jiang Nanxi, carrying the white ancient prison uniform in her hand, suddenly turned her head to look at a corner of the room.

The female ghost who died unjustly was right there. Receiving a signal from Jiang Nanxi, she floated over and directly entered Song Zili's body.

After being possessed by the female ghost, Song Zili's eyes flashed with an abnormal red light. Then, he suddenly walked over and took the white prison uniform from Jiang Nanxi's hand.

She exclaimed with delight, "It's not exactly a dress, but it's really special! Most importantly, I can finally be the center of attention!"

maid:???
When the servants around her heard what Song Zili said, they all gaped open and looked at her in disbelief.

She's not really going to wear it, is she?!

Song Zili shook the clothes in her hand, then excitedly said, "Quick, all of you get out of here! I'm going to change into this most special outfit and give my dad a surprise!"

One of the maids quickly stopped her, saying, "Miss, you can't! This isn't a surprise, it's a shock! What kind of socialite wears this to a banquet? Today is your father's birthday banquet!"

"roll!"

Song Zili impatiently pushed her away, "Don't you have any taste? This dress is so beautiful and you say it doesn't suit you! I think it suits you perfectly, it's like it was made for me!"

Song Zili kicked everyone out and then changed into a white prison uniform in the room.

Throughout this process, Song Zili remained clear-headed, her mind screaming inwardly that she couldn't do this, but she simply couldn't control her actions.

It seems like someone else is controlling her body!
She found herself losing control of her body and could only watch helplessly as she did this outrageous thing!
After Song Zili changed her clothes, Jiang Nanxi went in and changed into her formal dress.

She asked the maid, "Has the banquet started yet? When will it be my turn to go on stage?"

When the servants saw Song Zili standing beside them in her white prison uniform, they all seemed a little distracted and none of them answered Jiang Nanxi's question.

At that moment, the butler came down the corridor and said, "Where is Miss? Where is Miss? The master wants you to come over. Young Master Liu and President Song are here!"

The butler was wondering about this.

Miss has had a crush on the young master of the Liu family since she was a child. In the past, she would always arrive early whenever he was present. Why is she hiding this time?
Is she still getting her makeup and hair done? After all, Miss cares a lot about her image in front of other wealthy young men, especially when Liu Qingyan is around!
As the butler walked to the door of the lounge, he saw Song Zili rushing out in a white prison uniform, shouting, "I'm here!"

housekeeper:???!

and many more!

What ran past?
Is that a young lady?

What are you wearing?!
After realizing what was happening, the butler's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly chased after Song Zili to stop her, "Miss, don't go over there!"

At this banquet, the master will be discussing marriage arrangements with the Liu family. How could she dress like this!