First Lady

Lan Shan curled her lips into a smile, it seemed that she was going to report to Wei Shuo, she turned her head to look at the dark sky, and thought: Mingye should be home now.

Knowing that she is not at home, he must be very angry. I hope that Misha will not be blamed for his bad temper.

Lan Shan has no mobile phone, and there is no watch in the house. She has no sense of time at all now, and she doesn't know what time it is.

The man walked by for a long time and didn't come back. He tossed and turned and didn't know how long it took before he fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up again, the sky was already bright, and I opened my eyes for a long time before I realized that I was kidnapped by someone, not in my own home, [

But... this kidnapping was too... humane, she was not taped to her mouth, her hands and feet were not bound with ropes, and she was not thrown into a dark, damp and remote place.

On the contrary... such a good room was arranged for her, and besides... at this moment, there is a Filipino maid who is smiling very kindly and asking: "Miss, breakfast is ready, do you want to go out to eat?"

This gave Lan Shan the illusion that she was not kidnapped, but she left home temporarily and went to another place as a guest.

Lan Shan got up to wash in such a strange mood, and just after she came out, the maid who smiled very kindly pushed the huge wardrobe away.

"Miss, what dress do you want to wear?"

Lan Shan looked at the long row of clothes, and couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth.

Such a kidnapping, no one would believe it, no one would believe it, even she herself didn't believe it.

Lan Shan didn't want to change at first, but she took a look at the clothes on her body, it was wrinkled, so she picked one casually.

The maid took off the clothes and took off the sign, and handed it to Lan Shan with both hands.

After putting it on, Lan Shan couldn't help but suspect that the clothes fit too well, as if they were custom-made for her.

"Miss, can you go downstairs for breakfast?" After Lan Shan got dressed, the maid asked.

Lan Shan nodded and followed her downstairs.

Lanshan stepped down the spiral staircase step by step, and when she got down the last step, she heard a familiar male voice from the left: "It seems that my visual inspection is good, and the size is just right."

Lan Shan's body trembled, and she turned around to face the last person.

Those familiar eyebrows and eyes, that familiar face that made her want to be punched once, were not from Wei Shuo, they could have them.