Jian Ningxue stumbled forward and used her body to block Ye Beisheng. She looked terrified.
"Beisheng! Stop it! This is the 'Moon Breath'! The only one in the whole world. Even if you don't like it, you can't destroy it!"
She deliberately grabbed Ye Beisheng's hand and showed the knife to everyone.
The guests held their breaths and looked at each other. "Didn't you say that we can't bring anything sharp to the banquet today? They were afraid that someone would damage the dress. Why did Ye Beisheng bring a knife in?"
"This... Madam Jian and Miss Jian kindly invited her to admire the gown. No one would have expected that she would come with such a purpose. Is she trying to destroy a gown worth 600 million yuan?"
Madam Jian's expression changed and she hurriedly returned. "What happened? Ningxue, what did you just say?"
Everyone stopped walking and looked at Ye Beisheng with a scrutinizing gaze.
