Wang Jiawei's expression became even darker, his dark eyes locked on Mo Qiao, extremely complicated: "Miss Liu and the Duke are friends."

"Then I'm still your girlfriend."

"Mo Qiao, don't talk nonsense."

How can he be compared with Sir Alex.

Not to mention, the fact that they are able to gather here today is because Sir Alex is trying to cheer up Miss Liu.

Didn't Mo Qiao see that even the most ignorant young man in the circle didn't dare to cause trouble today?

She was really spoiled by the Mo family, so she didn't even have the most basic eyesight.

"Wang Jiawei, take the people out first."

Qu Xiaojue lowered his eyes, held the chopsticks with his knuckled fingers, picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork, and put it on Liu Zhenying's plate. His voice was slow and smooth: "When you have finished teaching, you can come in again."

In other words, he didn't want to see her for the time being.

Wang Jiawei could hear the underlying meaning.

When Mo Qiao made such a fuss, all his plans were disrupted.

He subconsciously glanced at Liu Zhenying, who continued to eat as if no one was watching, and kowtowed helplessly.

Taking a deep breath, he opened his eyes again and said calmly, "Okay, Sir, I understand."

After saying that, he grabbed Mo Qiao's wrist, pulled her and prepared to walk out.

But how could Mo Qiao be willing to give in so easily?

She kept struggling, her emotions a bit sharp: "She doesn't understand the rules, why should she let me out? I don't accept it..."

In such a situation, how could Mo Qiao have any room to comment?

Wang Jiawei did not dare to look at Qu Xiaojue distractedly, because of Mo Qiao's incident, he was afraid that he would offend him.

With a stern look on his face, he prepared to drag the person away by force.

Although women are naturally weaker than men, no one expected that Mojo would explode in an instant.

She threw Wang Jiawei away, but she couldn't stand firm. She staggered back two steps and fell directly towards Liu Zhenying.

Qu Xiaojue immediately wanted to protect Liu Zhenying.

But Liu Zhenying had quick hands and eyes and grabbed Mo Qiao's wrist, preventing the opponent from falling.

But she couldn't help but see Mo Qiao's face.

The clear black and white eyes of Danfeng immediately showed traces of doubt and strong interest.

She raised her eyebrows high: "Your face is so strange. There are many things that contradict each other."

The bridge of the nose is high and plump, and the palace of wealth and silk is abundant.

However, he has deep eye sockets and low cheekbones, and he looks like he will die young due to physical weakness. It is impossible for him to live smoothly until now.

Liu Zhenying pointed out the unreasonable points one by one, maintaining the gesture of holding her wrist, holding his chin with one hand, extremely curious: "I have never seen a face like yours in my life, why don't you let me take a closer look...

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"Miss Liu."

Before she finished speaking, a timid female voice sounded next to her.

When everyone's eyes moved away, the other party even shrank his neck: "I may know the reason."

"Why?"

"Maybe Miss Qiao has had plastic surgery."

"You're talking nonsense..."

Mo Qiao immediately became angry and yelled.

She even went to pull Wang Jiawei's arm: "Jia Weiwei, don't listen to them blindly, I definitely don't..."

"You've killed someone, haven't you?"

Mo Qiao stopped speaking midway through his words.

Not to mention her, even the entire box looked at Liu Zhenying with a strange look.

Mo Qiao was even more flustered and surprised, with a stumbling voice: "You...what did you say? You are slandering."

"That's what your palmistry told me."
Chapter completed!