First Lady

"Well, it's hard to say. There may be surprises. I haven't participated yet. Madam, don't be disappointed so early."

Misa tried her best to appease Dangsan and get her interested in Saturday's banquet.

But... it doesn't seem to work, Lan Shan really doesn't like that kind of occasion.Everyone has their own calculations in their hearts, and they do one thing to the face and another behind the back.

Lan Shan looked at Mi Sha faintly, stared at her for half a minute, then turned around and walked to the side of the bed, and sat cross-legged on it.

"Surprise? I think there will be a shock or something!" [

She spread her hands towards Misha, "Anyway, I don't have any hope. I'll go with him for a while, and I'll be right back. I don't ask for anything else, as long as nothing happens again."

What happened recently left Lanshan extremely traumatized. Her current ability to resist stress and endure is far worse than before.

If there is another Lan Wei'er, she probably won't be able to handle it anymore.

"Nothing will happen. This time it's an internal banquet of the company. There are no outsiders here. How dare they be disrespectful to Madam."

Now everyone knows the relationship between Lan Shan and Ming Ye, who would dare to provoke Lan Shan if he doesn't want to live.

This is not only an old lady from the Ming family, she is also clearly labeled as the proprietress of the Ming family, the future %... Mrs. President!

The celebration banquet was full of company employees, all of whom worked for Ming Ye, offended Lan Shan, and it was not like ruining their own jobs.

Therefore, the decline on Saturday night must be praised by the stars. Even if some people are dissatisfied in their hearts, they dare not show it.

Looking at the ceiling, Lan Shan sighed, "I hope so!"

Saturday is coming soon, and even though Lan Shan is very reluctant to go, she doesn't want another woman to take Ming Ye's arm to participate. .

So she still put on the evening dress specially chosen for her by Mingye.

Ming Ye chose a mallow purple floor-length dress for Lan Shan.

Simple and elegant, the waist is tightened, and the smooth tailoring outlines the waist that is not in a hurry.

No breasts, no legs, tightly wrapped, only two slender white arms exposed.

The hair was not styled, it was just made a little fluffy and draped over the shoulders naturally.

The make-up artist painted a light make-up for her, and she glanced at her charming eyes, inadvertently showing a sense of laziness and luxury.