After we broke up, a big boss in the Beijing circle kidnapped me to get my certificate.

Chapter 74 Shooting yourself in the foot
Hearing Ye Yingtang's angry voice, Ye Hua and Yang Lan looked at each other and snickered secretly in their hearts.

They just wanted to see Lu Yao put on a dead man's dress.

One is to humiliate Lu Yao, the other is to antagonize Ye Zehong, and the third is to make Ye Yingtang hate Lu Yao.

It seemed that their plan to kill three birds with one stone was quite successful.

At least, Ye Yingtang's face at this moment was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Dad, if you want to blame, just blame me. It's all my fault that I didn't warn Miss Lu, so she changed into this dress without knowing it." Ye Hua blinked, like a child who had done something wrong, pitiful Xi's apology.

At this moment, Lu Yao felt that what she was wearing was not a skirt, but thousands of thorns pricking her skin, making her feel uncomfortable all over.

Even creepy! ! !
Did Ye Zehong's mother commit suicide wearing this dress?

Is this dress a relic of his mother?
Logically speaking, as a relic, it shouldn't be hung in the dressing room to gather dust.

Is it...

She suddenly looked at Ye Hua and Yang Lan, and saw the unconcealed pride on their faces, and her heart suddenly became clear.

She was careless and fell into the trap of the mother and daughter.

Qiao Wan'er didn't take it too seriously when she saw the excitement. She smiled and added: "If I remember correctly, this skirt is made of the most expensive hand-embroidered brocade. It seems that Miss Lu is quite knowledgeable. I only choose expensive things to wear. It’s just..."

She glanced at Ye Zehong secretly and asked in a long tone: "Wearing a dead man's dress, aren't you afraid of nightmares at night?"

The word 'dead man' irritated Ye Zehong's nerves.

He stared at Qiao Wan'er with his eyes, without anger, and smiled lightly: "On the contrary, I think this dress looks more charming when worn on Lawyer Lu."

"what?"

Qiao Wan'er didn't react for a moment.

Ye Zehong smiled heartily, his voice was mixed with ice, and he said coldly: "Wan'er, I originally planned to find the most powerful master in the city to renovate my mother's favorite skirt and give it to you, as a way to express that my mother is in heaven. A blessing from her. I didn’t expect that you would dislike the items she left behind.” Qiao Waner suddenly panicked, speechless and choked: “I…I…Zehong, I didn’t mean that, I just…”

"All right."

Ye Yingtang's expression softened a lot and stopped the farce.

It was already clear who the initiator of the farce was.

He stood up and walked to Lu Yao, smiling gently: "Lawyer Lu, don't mind. This is indeed Qingyi's favorite dress, but it is not the one Qingyi wore before she died. Zehong and I We all have the same idea. This dress does look more charming when worn on you. It also reminds me of an old friend."

Hearing this, Yang Lan's face darkened.

His eyes stared at Lu Yao's skirt with hatred, and his fingers pinched his palms tightly.

After so many years, she thought that Ye Yingtang had already set his heart on her, but she didn't expect that he would never forget that woman in his heart.

This caused the hatred she had put aside for a moment to surge into her heart.

Ye Zehong vaguely guessed who the old friend Ye Yingtang was referring to.

He glanced at Yang Lan inadvertently and saw anger and hatred on her face without any surprise.

A sneer in my heart.

It seems that Yang Lan shot himself in the foot this time.

Ye Hua didn't see Lu Yao making a fool of himself. His face turned black and white for a while, which was particularly ugly. He was so angry that he went crazy inside.

She asked with a look of reluctance: "Dad, don't you blame us anymore?"

(End of this chapter)