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Bai Zhenzhen, who made her debut, naturally would not wear the outfit that Mrs. Zhang said would match Wen Rao's.

Instead, she changed into a dark green floral dress made of satin fabric.

To be honest, this dress is very picky on skin tone and figure.

Even though Bai Zhenzhen is fair-skinned and tall, she relies on her aura to support her.

"This dress is also high fashion for the season."

Zhan's mother's words explained Wen Rao's doubts.

For a rich lady like Bai Zhenzhen, when she attends her dinner party, she must wear the latest high-end clothes of the season.

And it has to match the theme of the day.

Now is the time when winter and spring alternate. Bai Zhenzhen's previous dress is perfect for walking in the snow to look for plum blossoms. And I heard that the dress used thousands of rhinestones and was gorgeous.

But something was obviously wrong with that dress, so Bai Zhenzhen changed into a similar dress from the same designer as Wen Rao.

Because besides being similar to Wen Rao, Bai Zhenzhen’s alternative is this green skirt.

The person behind this plot should know Bai Zhenzhen very well.

It was expected that she would not choose the green one.

When Bai Zhenzhen learned from Zhan's mother about the matching dress, the only high-end dress of the season she could use was this green long dress.

If Bai Zhenzhen asked Wen Rao to change her dress, it would impress the guests at the scene.

She even laughed at her for making a big mistake in something as simple as choosing a high-end dress for the daughter of the Bai family.

The people around Bai Zhenzhen are closely involved in this matter.

How to check is also Bai Zhenzhen's business.

There were many wealthy ladies here today, each with their own connections and able to get high-end clothes that suit them.

Bai Zhenzhen was the first to choose haute couture, and after she finished choosing, it was the others' turn.

But when everyone else has almost chosen, Bai Zhenzhen will want to choose again, and there will not be much choice.

I can only use this last one.

This green dress looks like a queen, but it doesn't quite match today's occasion.

Even a little abrupt.

Wen Rao could feel that Bai Zhenzhen's face had not been looking good.

On the contrary, her mother Duan Yishuang always greeted everyone with a smile, giving people a kind and elegant feeling, as if nothing had happened.

"Raoruo, she is the one who should be most careful here."

Zhan’s mother reminded Wen Rao to pay attention to Duan Yishuang.

Wen Rao nodded.

The first time she came to such a dinner party, she was treated as a target.

It is estimated that if the person behind it does not have a grudge against the Zhan family, they want to kill two birds with one stone.

Or maybe she thinks she doesn't have the support of her parents and wants to pick on the weaklings.

But none of them succeeded.

Thanks to Zhan’s mother for having a good bestie!

Wen Rao was thinking when he suddenly heard a loud bang.

This was followed by the sound of breaking glass and bursts of exclamations.

Wen Rao's first reaction was to protect Zhan's mother behind her, and then looked in the direction of the sound.

The champagne tower that was originally placed in the corner of the villa hall actually fell over.

There were fragments of crystal wine glasses on the floor, and champagne was also scattered on the floor.

"It was Zhang Danqing who knocked down the champagne tower."

"Why is it her again? She tripped and fell into the fountain last time she attended the dinner party."

"I heard that she is suffering from severe depression now. Could it be intentional?"

The discussion at the scene fell into Wen Rao's eyes.

Wen Rao didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but she saw Zhan's mother quickly walking towards the girl who looked confused and nervous.

At the same time, Mrs. Zhang also trotted over and held Zhang Danqing's cold hands tightly.

"Mommy, it wasn't me. Someone pushed me."

Zhang Danqing looked at Mrs. Zhang and then at Zhan's mother.

There was panic, helplessness, and grievance in his eyes.