First Lady

Yiya was stunned, this was not what she expected at all, she should be quibbling, she should be angry, but Bai Ling's calm appearance made her feel uncertain, and she was a little flustered when she even spoke: "Left hand, no... right hand."

"Oh...the right hand!"

Bai Ling lowered her head and looked at her right hand seriously. The complexion was white and tender, weak and boneless, with slender fingers and a small palm, as exquisite as jade.

Especially the blush on her fingertips is extremely seductive. This simple movement of hers made many people gasp.

He raised his hand in front of his eyes and said narcissistically: "It's so beautiful, it should be pretty when hitting someone, don't you want to see it?" [

Before anyone figured out what she meant by this sentence, they saw her raise her right hand high, and then swung it down fiercely.

There was a bang, which was so loud that it made people tremble all over and hurt the eardrums. You can tell how strong you are just by listening to the sound...

Iya's face immediately swelled up, and the sharp nails scraped across her well-maintained fair and tender cheeks, leaving a few long scratches, scarlet blood soon oozing out, making Iya's delicate and beautiful face It looks hideous...

Bai Ling looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction, looked around the astonished crowd, and then said to Yi Ya who was stunned on the spot and forgot the pain:

"Remember that next time you want to frame someone, you'd better do it yourself. Mrs. Ben doesn't remember me being such a sympathetic person."

Before Yiya regained her composure and came to Ming Ye who was watching the play, she bent down and blew at him ambiguously, "Son, when looking for a woman in the future, remember to find a more sensible one."

She wanted to get up, but Ming Ye grabbed her arm, Bai Ling frowned, looked at him displeased, and broke away from his hand.

Turned around and left, took two steps, stopped and came back. The hand that had hit someone wiped Ming Ye's chest hard a few times, as if it had touched something dirty.

That action was a bit childish, completely different from the way he hit someone just now.

Bai Ling walked about ten steps before hearing Yi Ya's heart-piercing cries from behind her. She let out a mouthful of foul air, raised her head up, smiled, and left the banquet proudly.

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