Mrs. Yue swiped the invitation cards off the table. The charity dinner was in three days.
She scanned through the list of items on auction. There were jewels, antiques, boutique wines—even houses. There were all sorts of things.
"Qingsi, we'll buy evening dresses tomorrow," Mrs. Yue declared.
The murderous intent roiling off Mrs. Yue abruptly changed her entire countenance. She seemed like a different person in Yan Qingsi's eyes.
Yan Qingsi quickly nodded her head. "Sure, sure…"
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At the same time, at the hospital, Ye Shaoguang's uncle and his wife got the report that their precious son would be dumb as a vegetable from now on. Mrs. Ye, unable to accept the shock, immediately fainted and was given emergency treatment by the doctors.