Taunt

"What can I do for you?" Xia Qinglee asked coldly. She frowned slightly, showing her impatience.

Mu Yalan sneered and curled her lips. Both of her hands were on her chest and her eyes were critical as she sized up her clothing. With a mocking tone, she said, "Xia Qinglee, are you out of money? She wore such vulgar clothes. Did the Lu family chase you out?"

Seeing this, Xia Qinglee casually glanced at her and coldly retorted. "I'm sorry to disappoint you. I haven't been chased out by the Lu family yet. "

Seeing her indifferent look, Mu Yalan was furious. The last time she went to the Lu family, she was ruthlessly chased out by Lu Qian. The next day, when she went to the Lu family, she was told by the butler that she was not allowed to go in.

She was clearly the future mistress of the Lu family. Why shouldn't she let her in?

Today, she met Xia Qinglee here. It was called hatred. When people saw each other, their eyes would turn red.