What Avails This Beauty?

…… Qi Shejiang explained aggrievedly to Meng Jingyuan that the coat was borrowed from Zeng Wen’s house to look good for today’s performance. “But I’m not wearing this coat for nothing. The other day, when I went to Teacher Zeng’s house, he wasn’t there; only Auntie was home. She said to me, ‘Jesse…'” “Wait! This definitely isn’t about my wife,” Zeng Wen interrupted firmly. “My wife doesn’t speak English!” “Alright, she said, ‘Jesse.'” Qi Shejiang wore an expression of ‘are you satisfied now?’ and continued, “Old Zeng always talks in a roundabout way and loves to brag; whenever he talks, people get stumped. You’re performing with him now; if he gets stumped again next time, you just help him wrap it up smoothly. Tell me, isn’t my coat worth wearing?” Meng Jingyuan nodded slightly, “That makes sense; your outfit is helping you.” Zeng Wen scoffed coldly, “Helping me? Why would I need him to help? Have I ever been stumped by someone? Just take yesterday for example, I observed the sky and said it would be windy, and it really got windy.” Meng Jingyuan thought for a moment. “Yes, it was windy.” Zeng Wen shrugged casually.