"Hmph, don't give me that." Old Madam Li's face darkened, and she slapped Shen Lan's exquisitely-painted face.
This slap came without warning, and it was so close.
Shen LAN was beaten up.
She covered her swollen face and looked at old Madam li in disbelief. "Mom, what are you doing? It's Jing Hui's wedding banquet tonight. How am I supposed to face anyone with my face like this?"
"You still want to meet people?" old Madam li sneered. Shen LAN, Shen Yu is your brother, right? Your Shen family is really generous. You got ruan Mengmeng to film a TV drama, and you're insinuating that you want to remind me of something?
Hmph, back then, if it wasn't for you fanning the flames at the side, things wouldn't have turned out that way.
Now that Jing Hui has grown up and become powerful, you have someone to rely on. You're going to use this to threaten me, aren't you?"
