Qingran in the wheelchair, however, did not look too happy.He didn't mean to explain anything. He just placed the empty glass on the waiter's tray, grabbed another glass of champagne, and strode away...In the lobby downstairs, only Yao Shufen was sitting alone. Compared to usual, her makeup was heavier. But even so, it couldn't hide the clear and obvious slap mark on her face.

Furthermore, judging from the extent of swelling on her face, the person who attacked her wielded considerable force.

I don't know who did it.

"You're lucky," Yao Shufen glanced at Xiang Wan, a sinister glint in her eyes. "Have a seat." snorted heavily at him and, calling for Nan Ge, left together."Just wait here a moment." Xiang Wan helped him onto the sofa and dashed upstairs. As she neared the top, she stumbled and almost rolled...