First Lady

Ming Ye doesn't care about what others do to her, as long as she knows that he treats her well, that's enough.

Wei Shuoren was deep again, not knowing what to write, it seemed that even the strength on her body was a little less, Lan Shan Shen silently mustered all the strength in his body, bent his elbow and pushed back hard.

Wei Shuoren didn't expect that Lanshan still had strength at this time, and suddenly felt a tight pain in his chest, Lanshan took the opportunity to push Wei Shuoren sideways, and quickly opened the door and ran out.

A beautiful woman with disheveled clothes, disheveled hair, and tear-stained face ran out of the hotel. This seemed to be an extremely ambiguous guess in the eyes of others.

But Lan Shan didn't care about this, she hugged her clothes tightly and got into a taxi with her head down. [

The driver was a girl in her 20s. She couldn't help but pity her when she saw the dilapidated look in the rearview mirror.

"Miss, are you... all right?"

Lan Shan shook her head, raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, took out a few banknotes from her bag tremblingly, and said in a hoarse voice:

"...It's okay, master, can you listen to me on the side of the road and help me buy a set of clothes, please."

She couldn't go home like this, how could she explain it when the housekeeper saw her?

They were all girls of the same age, and the driver didn't refuse, and readily agreed, and stopped at an inconspicuous shop on the side of the road to buy a set of clothes.

The driver didn't get into the car until Lan Shan changed into it in the car.

Lan Shan said sincerely, "Thank you..."

The driver waved his hand and said carelessly: "Thank you, it's a little effort, who has no difficulties in this life, I was not... forget it, where are you going?"

Lan Shan reported the address, and when she got off the bus, she gave the driver almost double the fare, which seemed to be the only thing she could do now, the driver looked at Qian with sad eyes, but did not refuse, thanked him and drove away .

Lan Shan glanced at the license plate number and silently memorized it.

She should also have a story. There are not many female taxi drivers, especially...the female drivers are pretty.

As soon as he entered the house, the housekeeper greeted him: "Ma'am, you are back. The young master just called and wanted to find you. Why can't I get through to you?"

Lan Shan's heart skipped a beat, and she hastily took out her phone, but it ran out of battery.

Thinking that when she was almost raped by Wei Shuo not long ago, it might be the time to call tomorrow night, Lan Shan's palms broke out in cold sweat.