First Lady

But the more she wanted to be dignified, the more people couldn't take their eyes off her.

From Bai Ling's entrance to the present, Ran Ao's eyes never left her body.

The interest in her is undisguised, that is a man's desire for a woman.

Ming Ye's hand holding the wine glass tightened unconsciously, and she glanced at Ran Ao lightly.

"Do you want to know who she is?" [

Chu Qiao shivered a bit, can he leave now, the young master is angry, really angry.

As soon as Ran Ao heard the interest, he immediately asked: "You know?"

He didn't hide his interest in Bai Ling at all, which made Ming Ye want to get angry even more, but he still said coldly: "Of course I know."

No one knew better than him, no one knew that woman better than him.

"My lord, don't be a fool, who is she?"

"According to her seniority, I should call her little mother."

Only Mingye himself knew how much he gritted his teeth.

The moment he saw her just now, let alone others, even he was taken aback. Is this the woman he remembered?

In the past, she would never wear black, never wear clothes that were not designed by famous designers.

Ming Ye squinted at Bai Ling again, just in time to see her sideways, the cheongsam with high slits just revealing a pair of snow-white slender legs.

Under the brilliant light, his eyes suddenly dazzled, and his body seemed to wake up and began to move around.

Ming Ye looked away in embarrassment, and couldn't help cursing in her heart, damn it, she dared to dress like this, the Ming family's face was completely embarrassing to her.

She came here on purpose to seduce men, if she had known... she wouldn't have been allowed to attend this annual meeting.

Ran Ao froze on the spot at Ming Ye's words, and asked in disbelief: "Is she...is she a decline? You...you're not kidding, are you?"

How could she be that dissolute, money-worshiping, selfish, indiscreet woman who was despised and cast aside by the upper class.

Ming Ye pulled her lips and sneered: "I never joke."

Ran Ao immediately turned to look at Bai Ling and saw that she was drinking with her head up. Her white neck was like a swan, with an elegant curve, so beautiful.