"My god, what happened?" Qin Mu couldn't believe it, the dress worth tens of thousands that he had chosen as a gift for Mi Shen was ruined just like that.
Mi Shen, however, curled her lips slightly, a sharp glint flashing across the depths of her eyes, "I think, I probably know what's going on."
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Dong Xueling hurried back to her dressing room, pretending to be composed as she sat down to touch up her makeup, but her ears practically perked up as she carefully listened to the sounds outside.
Based on what she knew about Mi Shen, if she discovered someone had torn up her new dress and placed a dead mouse in her box, she would definitely find the person responsible.
And the prime suspect was Fang Ruo.
The two shared a dressing room and were deeply entangled with each other.
Mi Shen would undoubtedly suspect her without hesitation.
