First Lady

Roses, champagne, candlelight, banquet... and the huge banner hanging: Congratulations to Mr. Mingye, happy engagement to Miss Lanshan!

All of this was completely changed in the darkness not long ago. If she hadn't experienced it herself, she would never have imagined that this romantic and bloody scene would be the noisy and messy celebration banquet not long ago.

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, and Mingye has a successful marriage proposal, the smile on his excited face is not broken, and the corners of his lips are always upturned.

He kept accepting the staff who came to congratulate him. If someone offered a toast, the young master said directly: "No, Shanshan doesn't like the smell of wine."

He has a wife now, so he can't drink as much as he did when he was a bachelor. [

After dealing with a group of people, Ming Ye took Lan Shan's hand and asked, "Does Shan Shan like the arrangement here?"

Lan Shan pursed her mouth, and looked at the banner again for a long time, her eyes staring straight at the two huge words 'engagement'. . .

I can't help but want to swear, Nima, I got engaged right after the proposal was successful, Mingye, how long have you been thinking about this?

The people in this room, except for herself, are all the same as Ming Ye, and they all act so well no matter what.

A very green-looking girl walked over with a glass of champagne.

She seemed to muster up a lot of courage before she said to Lan Shan: "Madam... I wish you and the CEO... live forever and have a son. I respect you... a glass."

After she finished speaking, she thought of something again, and said quickly: "Well... I drink, you drink juice, just drink juice."

Lanshan twitched her hand holding the juice, this little girl is really good at talking, early...have a precious son!

But in the face of such a sincerely congratulating little girl, Lan Shan couldn't get angry, so she could only sneer and say: "Hehe...Thank you, thank you..."

Ming Ye looked at Le's eyes and narrowed his eyes. When he was in a good mood, he took another look at the talking employee, wondering which department this was from, and promoted her when he returned.

'Grow old, give birth to a son' These two sentences are very rustic greetings on weekdays, but Mingye now finds them surprisingly pleasing to the ear, and they express his heart very accurately.

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