Chapter 3_1

Tang Yue's calf muscles began to tremble, and she always felt as if she was being stared at by the eyes of Death itself, her complexion turned ghostly pale in an instant.

"Hey, what are you doing? Let go of Yue Yue quickly! You were the one who gave her the bracelet, and now you want it back, is that how you act? Such a miser."

Zhang Man rushed over to rescue Tang Yue, but she was frozen in place by Lan Jin's nonchalant glance, gasping for breath in fear.

So eerie, how could that fool have such a look?

Lan Jin couldn't help but laugh mockingly, "Heh, a miser? A bracelet worth more than 30 million, do you think I'd just give it away?"

As her voice faded, Lan Jin suddenly let go of Tang Yue's collar, violently grasped her jaw, and began squeezing, slowly lifting her head.

The opulent living room was instantly engulfed by a low pressure, sending shivers down everyone's spine.

"Thirty... thirty million? Is it that expensive?"

Zhang Man couldn't believe her eyes, as if stunned.

It was the same for Tang Yue, she couldn't have dreamed the bracelet was worth so much, she had assumed it was at most a few hundred thousand.

Otherwise, that fool Lan Jin wouldn't have lent it to her to wear just because she mentioned it casually.

So without blinking an eye, she had given it to the old lady at home who had never liked her, in order to win her favor.

The old lady truly praised her for her thoughtfulness, clutching the gifted bracelet tightly in her hands.

Thinking about it now, of course, she wouldn't let go of such an expensive bracelet.

Tang Yue panicked instantly, stammering, "I... I... I gave it to my grandma."

"Alright, then,"

Lan Jin not only did not get angry but laughed as she gave Tang Yue another mocking look, then pushed her away forcefully.

The strength of the push was great, and Tang Yue stumbled and fell to the ground with a thud.

An unhurried, devilish voice followed—

"Since you say I'm petty, then I'll be completely petty..."

Lan Jin gave a signal to the maids, "You all come over, strip off their clothes, jewelry, shoes, and bags, everything, and then find some rags for them to wear, so they won't be an eyesore to the public."

The maids looked at each other, unsure whether to obey; after all, Lan Jin had no credibility in this family, as they always listened to the four men.

But!

Today's Lan Jin seemed like a different person; despite their hesitation, they inexplicably followed her orders.

"Lan Jin, have you gone mad? We're your friends! Don't you want to be friends with us anymore? Let me tell you, I'm angry!"

Tang Yue, realizing that Lan Jin was serious, flew into a rage, her meticulously made-up face contorting in anger. She thought that by threatening Lan Jin, she would surely be scared.

Little did she expect—

"Bring that big dog in, and if they don't cooperate nicely, shut the door and release the dog."

Soon, a person-sized Caucasian Shepherd was led in, looking fierce and unrelenting, barking madly, almost as if wanting to break free from its restraints.

Tang Yue and Zhang Man instantly burst into tears, and in the end, reluctantly stripped off their clothes, their hearts filled with endless hatred towards Lan Jin.

They silently swore that they would retaliate with double the humiliation they had suffered today!

Lan Jin you wretch, just you wait!

Lan Jin surveyed the two women, now only in their underwear, from her superior position, casually taking in the view of their figures.

All of a sudden, she carelessly parted her lips:

"Don't be resentful; these things were originally alms I bestowed upon you. Reclaiming them now entails no loss for you."

Having said this, Lan Jin stepped toward Tang Yue, crouching down beside her unhurriedly.

Her cold, white fingers patted Tang Yue's pale and awkward cheek, articulating each word exceptionally clear as she instructed—

"You have up to three days to return the bracelet in perfect condition, or else I'll make sure you and your family lose everything you have now! If you don't believe me, feel free to try."

After finishing her speech, Lan Jin slowly stood up, no longer glancing at them, and went straight upstairs.

Little did she know that her every move had already made the young maids swoon with adoration.

"Damn it, my eyes must be playing tricks on me. I actually thought Lovestruck Lan... ahh, spit it out, that Miss Lan Jin just now was so cool!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, she was really cool and domineering, a shame she's just a bit ugly, sob sob sob, otherwise, I'd want to have little Nezhas with her."

"Ugly my ass! That's because you haven't seen her bare face; she's absolutely beautiful enough to blind your titanium alloy dog eyes."

Meanwhile, at the entrance.

A tall and upright silhouette stood there, staring in the direction of the stairs, completely stupefied.

Moments later, Xiang Liangzhou took out his cellphone, entered the WeChat group, and started howling in a voice message—

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! Clown Lan got possessed by a ghost! And not just any ghost, but a badass, cocky one. She looked freaking cool just now!"