She has always wanted to blend into the upper class, but unfortunately, even though her Meiya Group has assets of 100 million, she is still looked down upon by people despite her grassroots roots.
Pan Lian humiliated her in public, which made Mu Qianqian feel very uncomfortable.
"Pan Lian, what happened to the grassroots? If you go up a few generations, who is not a farmer? You are just a second-generation rich man who only knows how to live in vain. You just have a good parent. But I am different. I started from scratch on my own.
With my ability to make money, I will become a rich generation. What qualifications do you have to ridicule me? You should reflect on it and learn from me!"
Mu Qianqian's voice was loud and clear, neither humble nor overbearing.
The venue was too big, with melodious music and loud voices. Mu Qianqian's voice was suppressed; but the small circle around the two fell silent, and then applause broke out.
When Pan Lian saw this, she was so ashamed and angry that she stomped her feet angrily: "Mu Qianqian, you bitch, you actually humiliated me, you deserve it!"
"Mom, calm down, come and have a glass of wine."
"Thanks."
Pan Lian took the wine glass.
Suddenly reacting, he raised his head and said angrily: "What did you call me?"
Ye Fan said seriously: "Auntie, isn't it? In this situation, you sound like a bitch, like a shrew. It's polite to call you aunty, but do you want me to call you a shrew?!"
The small circle was quiet again.
Eyes fell on Ye Fan one after another, and everyone couldn't help laughing.
Mu Qianqian felt happy and snickered secretly; Ye Fan urged: "Auntie, drink quickly. Remember to change your clothes after drinking. The boss is not young anymore, and he has a bare buttocks. He is really not ashamed."
"What's the meaning?!"
Pan Lian was confused. She glanced around and found that some of the people around her were dumbfounded, some had contempt on their faces, and some were laughing and talking...
"ah!"
Pan Lian screamed.
There was a big hole in the back of the long skirt.
Pan Lian's face was red, her whole body was hot, and she wished she could crawl in through a crack in the ground. She didn't dare to stay, so she crouched with her legs between her legs and ran away in despair.
Everyone laughed.
"puff."
Mu Qianqian couldn't help it any longer, laughed out loud, and gave Ye Fan a thumbs up.
"How did you do it?"
"How did you do it?"
Mu Qianqian hummed, "You're still trying to show off to me. Didn't you cause the hole in Pan Lian's back?"
Ye Fan shrugged his shoulders and said calmly, "Evil people will have their own evil consequences. I guess God can't stand it anymore."
"cut."
Mu Qianqian was in a happy mood, but still reminded her, "That woman Pan Lian will definitely retaliate. Let's play for a while and then leave, so as not to get entangled with her."
The other end.
Pan Lian hurriedly changed into a denim suit and returned to the venue. A third-rate girl came up and said, "Sister Lian, your business has become famous."
"What?"
Pan Lian flipped through the messages on her phone. She was being spread among the small circles, and there were even some photos and videos.
Suddenly, Pan Lian's eyes turned black and she almost fainted.
Suddenly, a middle-aged man came over and scolded angrily with a dark face: "You still have the nerve to come back. Now that you are fine, the Pan family has become a big joke. Everyone is saying that the family tradition is corrupt and it is my fault in raising my daughter! Get out of here!"
go home!!"
Pan Lian's eyes were about to burst.
She was so angry that instead of leaving the venue, she came to the central area of the venue, looked around and finally found the person she was looking for.
"Hey, Brother Jun, Brother Jun, here."
"Pan Lian."
"Brother Jun, I have something to do with you. Please help me. Help me vent my anger and teach this little bitch a lesson."