Red wine spilled on her snow-white dress. The slightly cold wine instantly soaked through the thin fabric, making Zheng Qiangwei tremble.
" What's wrong with you? " Zheng Qiangwei exclaimed. " Do you have eyes? "
Her dress was designed by a famous designer. The fabric used was very expensive and could not be washed by hand. Not to mention red wine, even a little water would not do.
Zheng Qiangwei looked at her dress that was stained red by the red wine and was so angry that her liver hurt. If it wasn't in front of so many people, she really wanted to hit someone.
She was supposed to be the most beautiful, but what happened in the end?
Her dress was completely ruined.
However, what made Zheng Qiangwei the angriest was not that her dress was ruined, but that she had embarrassed herself in front of so many people.
