Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife

Chapter 420: Chapter 420: Who is your boss! What’s so great about that!

Yan Xinxin finished speaking calmly, then turned around elegantly.

A crisp and decisive retort, with a touch of subtle arrogance, quickly left the onlookers with a strong impression of her.

She gracefully walked back to Xiao Yize’s side.

"Master, I’m feeling a bit hungry. I want to grab something to eat first."

Xiao Yize glanced at a few women not far away and then nodded.

"Alright, there’s still an hour before the fashion show. You can fill your stomach in the meantime."

"Mm."

Yan Xinxin nodded and turned back around.

"Hey, don’t go!"

Luo Yiyi’s companion still tried to cling on.

"Are you done or not?!"

Luo Yiyi impatiently reached out and grabbed the woman.

"You’ve completely ruined my reputation today! I think you did it on purpose! You’re trying to ensure I can’t attend tonight’s banquet, aren’t you? Just wait, I’m going to change my outfit and come back!"

She raged, furiously shaking off the woman, her face flushing with embarrassment as she turned and ran off.

"Ouch!"

aside, staggered and fell to the ground. A few of

"You’re truly brainless!"

"Serves you right!"

Luo Yiyi’s dress was fake. Why the hell were you playing innocent? What’s

"Disgusting!"

there and have some wine. Watching this is

few women sneered sarcastically

the most common things are either fanning

before turning back on

the dressing room earlier couldn’t help but start gossiping when they

actually

her place, but don’t you think this Yan Xinxin is

teach her a little

wearing that limited edition starlight gown, why don’t we add a little ’flair’ to

"Great idea!"

lose your

to be startled, lose our grip on the glasses, and spill all the wine on

the

women, smirking maliciously, picked up wine-filled glasses from

was watching her, but she

on choosing her food by the

"Ah!"

shrill

the sound. To her surprise, she saw the women from earlier, who were in the dressing room, now tumbling one after another

glasses in their hands inevitably slipped, spilling