"Ah——"
This time, no one stopped Yan Yan, and they watched as she fell onto the champagne tower. Champagne soaked her clothes, and many broken glass cups cut into her skin.
Blood mixed with champagne on the floor.
Dan Tingye's first reaction was to cover Meimei's eyes with his hand, then he turned his head sharply, glaring at everyone who had just accused Meimei, his lips parted slightly.
"If I hear another unpleasant word from your mouths, Yan Yan's fate will be yours!"
"..."
The entire room fell silent!
Without pausing for even half a second, Dan Tingye held Meimei and strode out of the living room.
"Mr. Tingye, please wait!"
Zhong Qing gritted her teeth and quickly stepped forward in pursuit.
