First Lady

After Ming Ye finished listening to the wine glass in his hand, it fell to the ground with a bang.

The blood-colored wine instantly flowed into a pool on the ground, and the broken glass on the floor, with sharp edges and corners, stuck in Ming Ye's throat one by one.

Chu Qiao watched Ming Ye's pupils suddenly lock tightly, and the cold expression faded away, leaving only panic.

In a panic, she snatched the phone from Chu Qiao, and tremblingly dialed Lanshan, but what she heard was a mechanical female voice, the number you dialed has been turned off..."

Ming Ye turned around and ran out. The car was driving so fast, it really seemed like he was going to die. At normal speed, it took half an hour to reach the Ming family's old house, but this time it only took 10 minutes. [

Rushing into the house, Ming Ye grabbed the old housekeeper who came up to him.

"Where's Madame?"

The old housekeeper's beard trembled: "Madam said she was in a bad mood, so she went out to relax..."

"Where did you go?" Ming Ye's voice suddenly amplified, causing the old housekeeper to tremble.

"Day...Japan, the plane at nine o'clock noon today...should have taken off by now."

Ming Ye's body trembled violently, and there was a voice in his heart that collapsed.

She didn't want to see him, and didn't even want to hear his voice, so she sent a text message to Chu Qiao. How disappointed she must be with him, and how much he hurt her by saying those words.

Declining... Declining...

There is only one thought in Ming Ye's mind: he wants to see Lan Shan immediately and ask her to forgive.

"Chu Qiao, book me the fastest ticket to Japan."

Chu Qiao was silent there for a long time: "Master... Are you really sure that you are going to Japan now, leaving so many things unclear, even if you go to Japan, can Madam forgive you and come back with you?"

One sentence made Ming Ye suddenly come to his senses, yes... Now, how could he have the face to meet her.

"Okay, I get it...I don't want to do anything today, I don't want to go anywhere, you should deal with it first, and leave it to me in the end."

"It's the young master."

After hanging up the phone, Mingye opened the door of Lanshan's bedroom. He had always felt like he was in a place where no one was there, but now, knowing that there was no one inside, he still felt... scared.

The room was empty, and there was no trace of that person, only a scent of fragrance remained in the air, proving that she had lived here.

Damn it, the mobile phone bookstore has not been synchronized until now... Children's shoes, you are suffering birds, it's not me, let alone don't blame me~~~~~~~~~