Duan xiuhui covered her mouth with her hand elegantly and said in surprise, " "So, you're ruan Mengmeng's daughter, the daughter of the woman who climbed into Zhan Yang's bed?"
"Enough, you and I both know what happened to Yingluo back then. There's no need to deliberately say it in front of Mengmeng." Zhan Yang's eyes were cold as he pulled his arm out of Duan xiuhui's grasp.
Duan xiuhui's face was filled with embarrassment when Zhan Yang flung her hand away.
However, she concealed her expression very well. She immediately squeezed out a gentle smile and grabbed Zhan Yang's hand again."Okay, okay, whatever you say. I'll listen to you. Hubby, don't be angry."
Duan xiuhui consoled Zhan Yang and turned to ruan Mengmeng. She extended her hand. Mengmeng, right? Hello, I'm Mrs. Zhan, Qianqian. Nice to meet you.
Of course, Duan xiuhui knew who ruan Mengmeng was.
Not only did they know each other, but they were also very familiar with each other.
