CHAPTER 1256: CHAPTER 246: COURTING DEATH, HIDDEN DEPTHS

Yi Peilan rolled her eyes: "Oh, who are you, Miss Dongfang, how could I let you apologize, wouldn’t that be overvaluing me? Zhao Chun, you let a woman apologize on your behalf, aren’t you embarrassed, and besides, what exactly did you do wrong? Miss Dongfang is eager to apologize for you, as if not assigning a blame to you doesn’t show how kind and magnanimous she is."

Zhao Chun gritted her teeth, "Yi Peilan, shut your mouth." She turned to glance at Dongfang Yi, aware of the tricks involved, but she would never let anyone embarrass Dongfang Yi in public.

"Oh, hitting a new low, huh? Does every fart from Dongfang Yi smell fragrant to you, so much that you can’t wait to rush over and lick it clean...."

Mo Pianpian struggled hard to hold back a laugh, and Su Xiang couldn’t help but giggle. Those who often interact with Yi Peilan know that though her words are venomous and crude, she is actually quite clear about grudges and favors...

Dongfang Yi frowned, a sudden coldness flashing in her eyes, so quick as if it never appeared.

There’s a saying that those barefoot fear no shoes. Yi Peilan is crude, and she wouldn’t bother with such a woman.

"You...." Zhao Chun cursed in anger: "Can you be more civilized, talking about shit all the time, isn’t it disgusting?"

Yi Peilan smiled charmingly, very composed: "It’s you who’s disgusting, not me. Why should I worry for you? Look, I’m almost making you cry, why doesn’t your master speak up for you? Tsk tsk, playing the role of the vicious supporting actress beside the White Lotus, you’re really nailing it. Didn’t Oscar give you a lifetime achievement award?"

"Miss Yi, please mind the occasion and your status." Dongfang Yi’s tone slightly deepened.

"What? Hit a sore spot? They all fear you, but I’m not afraid. I, as a person, may not have many merits, but I’m very righteous. A solitary White Lotus like you needs someone like me to destroy you with a spicy hand. Don’t worry, I know how to..." She finished speaking, smiling sweetly at Dongfang Yi.

Dongfang Yi’s smile grew even gentler: "Miss Yi is indeed genuine."

To this, Yi Peilan could only respond with "ha-ha," indeed a rare and refined White Lotus.

Shangguan Qing tugged at her sleeve, whispering: "Sister Peilan, it’s better to say less."

Yi Peilan glared at her: "What are you afraid of?"

Shangguan Qing pursed her lips. Sometimes she really got annoyed with Yi Peilan. Knowing full well how difficult Dongfang Yi was, and yet still provoking her, isn’t this seeking death...

Besides, the Yi Family can’t compete with the Dongfang Family at all. If she really angers Dongfang Yi, she’ll be the one in trouble.

Xiao Bao’er, Xiao Ling’er, and some familiar socialites were talking, while Xiao Zisu stood in the corner watching, secretly biting her lips. When she saw Ling Danxiao walking in, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her figure disappeared in the hall.

Ling Danxiao spotted a familiar figure and instinctively wanted to follow, but Song Jinwen blocked his path: "Brother Ling, why are you so late?"

Seeing the beauty disappear, Ling Danxiao waved impatiently: "I’m busy, let’s talk later."

Watching Ling Danxiao leave hastily, Song Jinwen stomped her foot, how annoying...

Ling Danxiao chased after, but the lovely figure was gone, making him a bit frustrated. Suddenly, he heard a faint scream and hurried toward the sound. Around a corner, a soft body suddenly crashed into his arms, and Ling Danxiao instinctively held her slender waist, feeling his heart flutter.

The body was really soft, feeling a wicked fire stirring in his belly, wishing he could take action right there. The delicate fragrance on Yiren faintly floated to his nose, teasing his nerves, making him feel like he was burning up.

The woman hurriedly pushed him away, "Sorry... I... I didn’t mean it." In that brief glance, Ling Danxiao felt dreamy, "Hi, we meet again."

It was indeed the goddess in purple who haunted his dreams, Ling Danxiao thought this must be fate.

Then a "woof woof" sound came, seeing the beauty’s face turn pale, she instinctively hid in his arms, and Ling Danxiao’s smile grew broader. A small, scrawny dog came running, its bark weak and lifeless.

Ling Danxiao thought to himself, so the beauty fears dogs, smiling with satisfaction, he held the beauty’s delicate body and comforted softly: "There, there... don’t be afraid, I’ll chase the little dog away."

He then glared menacingly at the little dog, his gaze so fierce that it shuddered and involuntarily retreated a step, "Woof woof...."