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Chapter 12 [12] What hatred, what resentment!

"He Yali, you bitch! Did you steal my dress?"

Lu Yafang followed the sound and realized that it was He Yali's cousin, He Xiaoling, who hurried over.

As for He Yali, after being scolded by He Xiaoling, she was obviously a little confused: "What's your name? When did I snatch your dress?"

But He Xiaoling was a little annoyed: "Don't say you don't know, it's the dress that we went to Jianghai Hermès main store to order together."

"When I went to pick up the dress today, the boss Xu in the store said that the dress was bought by Lin Xiaotian, the elder of the Lin family."

"As your loyal licking dog, Lin Xiaotian must have taken my dress to curry favor with you, right?"

Before He Yali could deny it, Mai Wenqing's eyes flashed slyly: "Miss He, I think you misunderstood, it wasn't Yali who took your dress."

An angry He Xiaoling asked Mai Wenqing, "If it wasn't her, who else could it be?"

"The owner of the Hermès store has already said that Young Master Lin bought it for his girlfriend!"

"It must be her!"

Mai Wenqing shook his head: "Miss He, Lin Xiaotian has moved on now."

"Are you kidding me?" He Xiaoling obviously didn't believe it, "Who doesn't know that Lin Xiaotian has always been Yali's No. [-] dog licker?"

"As I said, those are all in the past tense." Mai Wenqing shook his head again: "The one who attended the banquet with Lin Xiaotian today is a girl named Ning Wenrou."

"This Ms. Ning is wearing an extremely gorgeous dress. I think that dress should belong to you."

"If you don't believe it, it happens that Lin Xiaotian is at the venue right now, so you'll know when you go up and take a look."

At this moment, Lu Yafang, who was standing by the side, quickly stood up and said to He Xiaoling: "Niece Xiaoling, Auntie indeed saw Lin Xiaotian's female companion today, wearing a very gorgeous dress..."

"Bastard!" Without waiting for Lu Yafang to say a few more words, He Xiaoling turned around angrily and left: "I'm going to settle accounts with that trash!"

"Dare to steal my mother's clothes!"

When she left, she still didn't forget to look around.

Soon, I saw Lin Xiaotian standing out from the crowd in the crowd.

At that time, Lin Xiaotian and Ning Wenrou were walking in the banquet hall holding hands, like a couple of gods.Men are handsome like gods, and women are like fairies who have fallen into the world.

When everyone present saw Ning Wenrou, they were all amazed at her beauty, and at the same time were puzzled about her identity?

"This beauty belongs to that family! Why have I never seen it before?"

"Did you study abroad before and only returned to Jianghai City now?"

When many He family members saw Lin Xiaotian and Ning Wenrou being intimate, their doubts became even greater?

"Hasn't this silly boy from the Lin family been chasing our Yali all the time? What's going on? Didn't he fall in love so quickly?"

And just when they were wondering, He Xiaoling rushed out.

When rushing to the back of Song Rourou, she raised her hand ferociously, trying to slap Ning Rourou!
Everyone suddenly exclaimed!
"Fuck, what's the situation?"

"Is He Xiaoling crazy?"

"What kind of hatred, what kind of resentment, is it worth fighting in public!?"

On the other side, Song Rourou heard the exclamation of the crowd and the movement behind her, and immediately reacted.

Turning around, he saw the vicious He Xiaoling, and He Xiaoling's raised hand, which was about to slap him violently.

Her face turned pale instantly, and her eyes subconsciously closed!
However, just when she thought that she would definitely be slapped next time.

"Ah!" A scream suddenly sounded from the opposite side!
When she opened her eyes, she saw that He Xiaoling was like a drowned rat, her cheeks, hair and clothes were full of alcohol, and she looked behind her in disbelief.

The people around were also obviously shocked, and they also stared behind him in astonishment.

Ning Wenrou subconsciously turned her head to look.

Seeing Lin Xiaotian looking at He Xiaoling indifferently, he was still weighing the empty wine glass with no more drop in his hand intentionally or unintentionally.

(End of this chapter)