The people around him no longer dared to be presumptuous and lowered their heads one after another, for fear of being suspected by Ming Ye.

Lan Weier seemed to be afraid that she would get angry tomorrow night, so she reached out and grabbed his sleeve, and persuaded him thoughtfully:

"Perhaps someone bumped into it by accident. It wasn't intentional. Besides, Madam doesn't care either!"

Lan Weier's words made the fire in Lanshan's heart suddenly surge up for some reason.

He glanced sideways at Lan Weier's hand holding Ming Ye's hand, and said with a bleak expression: "Yes, after I accidentally knocked it off, I accidentally stepped on it, and accidentally poured red wine on it. It was really a coincidence.

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Lanshan couldn't help but want to say something bad, but accidentally, it turned out to be a really lame excuse.

She knocked off her shawl, but the chair didn't move. It was in exactly the same position as when she left. That person was really skilled in touching it.

Who said Lanshan didn't care? She cared very much. Such behavior was clearly provoking her. If it hadn't been for a wedding, she would have caught that person out long ago.

The smile on Lan Weier's face slowly stiffened, and her body was trembling slightly.

"Madam, this is Brother Xiu's wedding. It took a lot of effort for him and his sister-in-law to be together again. Can we just let this matter go?"

Lanshan was furious and looked sideways at Lan Weier, "Did I say there was trouble?"

Listening to Lan Weier's words, people thought that when she was bullied, she just had to swallow her anger. She could even have a little emotion and lose her temper a little, as if it was all her fault.

Mingye pushed Lan Weier away, walked to Lanshan, and sat next to her: "Leave this matter to me, okay?"

His voice was low and tinged, motionless, and he didn't even look at him.

A faint smile appeared on Ming Ye's lips. His little mother was angry and aggrieved.

He stretched out his hand to hold Lanshan's shoulders, and when his fingers touched her skin, it was cold and without any warmth. Mingye instantly felt distressed. Without thinking, he took off his coat and put it on Lanshan's shoulders.

"Don't take it off, you may catch a cold."

Lanshan remained silent, turned her back to him, and refused to say a word. If it weren't for him, she would have come here to suffer.

But tomorrow night's act of 'pleasing' made her unable to get angry. "Forget it, it's your friend's wedding after all. I'm not in the mood, so I'll go back first."
Chapter completed!