The surrounding area echoed with mocking laughter and pointing fingers.

"What happened to Ye Ruoxin's nose? Is the implant crooked?"

"Wow, Ye Ruoxin actually had plastic surgery? No wonder! I was wondering why she looked different every time I saw her. Turns out she'd had work done!"

"And she still dares to go around proclaiming herself the most beautiful woman in Jiangcheng? How dare she! I think any one of us is prettier than her!"

"..."

Ye Ruoxin was going crazy. She couldn't bear to become a laughing stock in these people's mouths, and the person who put her in such an embarrassing situation was Ye Ningwan.

"Ye Ningwan, you did this on purpose! You deliberately made me like this, are you getting revenge on me?"

Ye Ningwan tugged at her crumpled clothes and snorted coldly.

"Don't get too close to your face, do you deserve it?"

After Ye Ningwan finished speaking, she glanced at Wang Zhixuan, who had just escaped from under Wen Yawen's bottom and was lying on the sofa, and raised an eyebrow.

"Young Master Wang, I've had my drinks and met everyone. It seems some people here don't like me. I'll be leaving now. See you later."

After saying that, Ye Ningwan turned and left.

She originally thought that the young master Wang mentioned by her assistant was the person she had in mind, which is why she came up to say hello. Little did she know that it was just a misunderstanding.

Since that's the case, and those who needed to be taught a lesson have already been taught one, Ye Ningwan has no intention of staying here any longer.

Just as Ye Ningwan turned around and hadn't even reached the door of the private room, Ye Ruoxin suddenly grabbed a fruit knife from the fruit plate on the coffee table, her eyes bloodshot, and stabbed Ye Ningwan in the back like a madwoman.

"Ye Ningwan, die!"