Mo Wanhui was shocked, and quickly put her hand behind her back, trying to figure out what was going on. However, as soon as she moved her hand slightly, she heard another "stab" sound from her back.

The straps of the dress are directly cracked, and there is a tendency to continue to crack. Mo Wanhui's eyes flashed with horror, and her hands and feet were cold.

A cold smile curled up on An Yaran's lips, and she became more and more delicate in the spotlight. Mo Wanhui suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart, she gritted her teeth, and asked word by word, "What's the matter?"

"Bella's haute couture doesn't necessarily fit everyone. An Yaran's tone became relaxed and bright, "When I tried on the dress in the store yesterday, I found that it was a bit big. ”

"Before you take the gown, I'll ask the assistant to cut the thread at the strap and prepare to change it this morning. An Yaran raised her eyebrows with a hint of banter in her eyes.

"Why didn't you tell me beforehand?" Mo Wanhui felt her heart beat faster, her fist clenched at her side loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened, and her face was very ugly.

"How do I know that Miss Mo has a hobby of adjusting other people's dresses?" An Yaran shrugged her shoulders very innocently, and chuckled again, "Besides, you didn't ask me." ”

There was another "stab" sound at the strap, and a piece of white skin was already exposed behind her. Mo Wanhui hurriedly gave the assistant a look, and the assistant hurriedly rushed over, just about to take off her coat and put it on her, but it was too late.

Mo Wanhui felt that her body was empty, the line on her back collapsed, and the dress on her body fell directly down and slipped to the calf.

"Ahh Although the assistant had put on her coat as fast as he could, her fair and slender legs were still exposed.

And the scene just now was completely filmed by the media.

Mo Wanhui felt that her mind was blank, everything around her was quiet, and there was a "buzzing" roar in her ears.

An Yaran stood on the stage, looking at her as if she was watching a clown jumping beam.

Lu Wanfeng and Lin Yu were both watching the live broadcast of this event, and the moment they saw Mo Wanhui's dress slipping down, Lin Yu's face turned pale, and his trembling hands pointed to the TV screen, so angry that he didn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

Lu Wanfeng's brows were also furrowed, staring at the picture on the TV. Lin Yu took a deep breath, and then said, "This time, our Lu family is going to accompany the Mo family to become a joke!"

"I don't know what you thought at the beginning, you can actually see such an unscrupulous woman as the daughter-in-law of our Lu family!" Lin Yu became angry when he thought of this, and glared at Lu Wanfeng with hatred.

Lu Wanfeng sighed faintly and comforted Lin Yu, "Didn't Cheng Yu say it, he won't really marry Mo Wanhui, don't worry." ”

Lin Yu snorted coldly, got up and walked upstairs, "Thinking that Cheng Yu wants to make a fool of such a woman, I can't get angry." ”

The scene of the event.

An Yaran saw Mo Wanhui standing in place in a daze, her eyes a little hollow. She lifted the hem of her skirt and walked off the stage gracefully to Mo Wanhui.

"Miss Mo, do you want me to accompany you to change your clothes? An Yaran's long eyelashes trembled, and a faint smile hung on her lips.

When Mo Wanhui heard An Yaran's words, she came back to her senses. The smile on An Yaran's face stung her eyes, and she raised her hand to pull it into An Yaran's face.

An Yaran tilted her head slightly, and grabbed Mo Wanhui's hand, her voice was thin and cool, "Miss Mo, I advise you not to go too far." ”

Most of An Yaran's fans at the scene began to point fingers at Mo Wanhui when they saw this scene, and the sound of insults and discussions reached Mo Wanhui's ears, and she reached out to cover her ears in pain. The assistant on the side hurriedly dragged Mo Wanhui away, and the order at the scene gradually returned to normal.

Anyaran returned to the stage, bowed her head gracefully, and resumed her speech. Sannancy breathed a sigh of relief, and her lips unconsciously rose a little.

She was just about to continue to check the perfume information, but Mo Wanhui had already rushed back angrily.

Wen Ziqian was sitting on the sofa, flipping through the fashion magazines in her hands. Seeing that Mo Wanhui was embarrassed and ran back angrily, her face was a little dazed.

"Xiaohui, what's wrong?" Wen Ziqian frowned, Mo Wanhui seemed to have been causing more and more trouble recently.

Mo Wanhui didn't answer Wen Ziqian's question, went upstairs and opened the door of Sang Nancy's room.

"Is it a good thing that you colluded with An Yaran?" Mo Wanhui's eyes were gloomy, and her voice was still trembling slightly.

"What are you talking about. Sannancy looked innocent and stared at her blankly, "I've been checking the information just now." ”

Mo Wanhui stared at Sang Nancy for a long time, her expression was not unnatural, as if she didn't know what had just happened.

After a long time, Mo Wanhui took a deep breath and said coldly, "Tomorrow, you and the people from the wedding company will go to decorate the wedding scene." ”

Sanancy nodded and closed the door.

Wen Ziqian looked at Mo Wanhui's strange behavior, and hurriedly opened her mobile phone to check the news. When she saw the video at the top, Wen Ziqian didn't mention it in one breath and almost fainted.

She had always loved Mo Wanhui, and she was a little angry at the moment, and she asked coldly, "What's going on?"

Mo Wanhui saw Wen Ziqian staring at her with a serious face, and felt more and more aggrieved, she pursed her lips and said, "That's what you see." ”

Wen Ziqian slapped the magazine in her hand on the coffee table with a "snap", and said sharply, "You are confused!"

"Even if you take revenge on Sannancy and An Yaran, you can't use such a method that is not 100% sure!" Wen Ziqian simply hated that iron could not become steel, "You are about to become Mrs. Lu, and you will be the mistress of the Lu family in the future, what does the Lu family think if you make such a fuss?"

She rubbed her eyebrows irritably, and couldn't help but start thinking, is it right or wrong to be so accustomed to her daughter?

When Mo Wanhui heard the word "Lu family", the expression on her face gradually became stiff, she paused, and then said, "Anyway, I am Mrs. Lu, what is there to be afraid of?"

"Do you think those people dare to talk about me to my face?" Mo Wanhui's voice raised a few points.

Wen Ziqian raised her hand angrily, but her movements stopped in mid-air, she looked at Mo Wanhui's appearance, extremely helpless.

In the end, Wen Ziqian just gritted her teeth with hatred and said, "Others naturally won't talk about you on their lips, but they will despise you in their hearts!"

"You can do it yourself. Wen Ziqian flicked her sleeves and went upstairs, ignoring Mo Wanhui who was sitting on the sofa.

The next morning, the maid brought breakfast to Sanancy, who walked to the window and looked out, and a black sedan stopped at the door of Mo's house.