First Lady

Lan Shan hadn't even walked to her seat before she realized that the people around her looked at her very unfriendly. Although no one had been friendly to her since she entered the door, she was faced with such extremely unkind eyes at this moment.

Only three or four steps ahead, a white object attracted Lan Shan's attention.

She took a closer look, isn't that her mink fur shawl?

It was thrown on the ground, with black footprints on the snow-white fur, and someone splashed red wine on it.

Lan Shan's gaze turned cold immediately, and she scanned the people around her. She really didn't know who would be so bored, dare not blatantly come to trouble her, and even tried to embarrass her with a shawl. [

Most of them looked at her with gloating eyes, and seemed to say two words: deserve it!

"Ah, what's the matter, who did it?" Lan Wei'er ran back and saw this scene, exclaimed, and turned her head to look at Lanshan guiltily: "Ma'am, it's all my fault, if I'm here looking It's not going to happen."

Lan Shan raised her eyebrows indifferently, "It's okay, it's just a shawl, I don't think much of it..."

If it was a normal recession, she would definitely not let it go, but this is a friend's wedding tomorrow night, a big day, and she doesn't want to make things difficult for others.

Among the people sitting around, I don't know who answered.

"Yes, yes, the Ming family has a great business, and the incomparable wealth is just a mere mink fur shawl. Of course, Madam doesn't need to take it seriously."

Lan Shan sneered, hearing what she meant, Ming's family was rich, so her shawl deserved to be trampled on and splashed with red wine.

Mingye sees Lanshan from a distance and seems to be a little bit clueless, leaving Lanxiu behind and walking quickly.

"what happened?"

Lan Shan glanced at him without saying a word, pushed away the chair and sat down lazily, with a cold face, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

Lan Wei'er looked at Ming Ye and then at Lan Shan, pointing timidly at the shawl on the ground, "Brother Ye, look..."

When Ming Ye saw the shawl on the ground, his eyes instantly turned cold. "Who did it?"

The people around didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore, and lowered their heads one after another, for fear of being suspected by Ming Ye.

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