First Lady

She saw that Ming Ye was getting closer and closer... that perfect man, the pressure exuding from his body was fatal...

Fang Li couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic to Lan Shan. It was both luck and misfortune to fall in love with such a man.

When they got closer, Fang Li saw Ming Ye playing with the small medicine bottle in his hand.

And that medicine bottle...was terribly familiar to Fangli.

Fang Li's whole body trembled suddenly, her feet could no longer take a step forward. [

Ming Ye didn't look at Fang Li, but stared at the medicine bottle in his hand, with a half-smile: "Since everyone is here, sit down..."

The voice is lazy, as if his expression at the moment...

But with an irrefutable certainty, Fang Li walked over almost involuntarily, sat down, and everything was out of her mind's control. After she sat down, she realized that her behavior just now was like a puppet controlled by someone.

Fang Li's heart was trembling, she didn't even dare to breathe loudly, this man was too scary.

Even if he didn't say anything or do anything at this moment, even if he didn't even look at her, she was still scared to death.

A deadly silence spread between the two of them. After Fang Li sat down, Ming Ye never said a word, but slowly turned the medicine bottle over and over to look at it countless times.

And Fang Li was tortured over and over in such silence.

For half an hour, she seemed to have died countless times. It wasn't until Ming Ye spoke that she had the feeling that she was still alive.

Ming Ye finally took back the medicine bottle in his hand and slowly put it on the foot of the table, with a slight smile on his face, like a polite nobleman.

"What would Mrs. Lan want to eat tonight?"

When Fang Li heard this, she immediately shook her head: "No need, I'm not hungry..."

Ming Ye seemed to have never heard half of it, and said with an elegant smile: "How about the Japanese food? Huayang Chushang has recently recruited a top chef from Japan. You can try it too."

After finishing speaking, he directly waved to Chu Qiao who was standing on the side, signaling him to let the cook prepare.

"Young Master Ye is really not..."

Ming Ye still looked calm, with a smile on the corner of her lips, turning a deaf ear to Fang Li's words.

"When talking about Japanese food, of course you must eat sashimi. It is a masterpiece of Japanese food. I will invite Mrs. Lan to taste it for the first time today."

As soon as he finished speaking, a few people wearing white chef uniforms, white tall hats, and Japanese-style wooden basins walked over.