My people

The manager held Ji Mingyue steady, checked to see if she was injured anywhere, and then ordered the bodyguards he brought with him, "Just hold those two women!"

"Who dares?"

The bodyguards are all from Minglun, and those who can spend money here are the big guys from Rongcheng. People like Ji Mingyue are only qualified to be brought in if they are pampered by men. But Lu Zhenzhen is different. He has a noble status and a good reputation.

Among the guests, when she smiled with narrowed eyes but threatened, no one dared to move.

The manager shouted angrily: "Arrest people, what are you doing in a daze? Mr. Bo's face can't even handle you, right?"

Ji Mingyue's face turned pale, she took her manager's hand and whispered, "That's the eldest lady of the Lu family."

The agent was frightened for a moment, looked at Lu Zhenzhen with blank eyes, and then looked at the woman next to her, who was wearing famous clothes.

What, he's just a waiter. Lu Zhenzhen can't afford to offend him, so he can't punish a waiter.

She supported Ji Mingyue and walked to Bo Yanqing, her attitude changed completely, "Third Master, look at how Mingyue has been bullied by them. You have to make the decision for her."

Ji Mingyue cried cooperatively without saying a word, showing her aggrievedness.

Bo Yan glanced at her lightly, then looked at Nan Jiaojiao, "Come here."

Nan Jiaojiao stood still, with her hands in her trouser pockets. The little girl's body was straight, and her eyes looked directly at him boldly, neither humble nor overbearing.

Such a stubborn temper!

Bo Yanqing frowned, raised his eyes to look at Ji Mingyue, and narrowed his black eyes slightly.

He said coldly: "Tell me, what's going on?"

Seeing that the atmosphere was heightened, Ji Mingyue's heart skipped a beat when her name was called. She was an artist in Bo's Xinghui. Even if she climbed to the top, she would not have the chance to see Bo Yanqing.

She was so flattered that she told what had happened just now with tears in her eyes, and helped Modi up again, "She kicked Modi's legs. Modi is from Mr. Gao, but this woman didn't say anything.

I pressed her down and beat her."

"Mr. Gao? Which Mr. Gao?" Mo Ting asked deeply, his eyes glanced at Lu Zhenzhen, and the corners of his lips curled up into a smile, "It turns out this is Miss Lu's housework."

"A black-faced fox, who do you hate?"

Mo Tingshen is well-known in the circle as a scheming person. He wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his eyes look like he is about to be plotted against everyone.

Lu Zhenzhen did not have a good impression of him.

She pulled Nan Jiaojiao behind her, raised her head, like a provocative flower peacock, and said to Bo Yanqing: "People are stunned by me.

, don’t cause trouble for Jiaobao’er.”

Hearing this, Bo Yanqing glanced at Ji Mingyue coldly.

Ji Mingyue was so frightened that she trembled and opened her mouth to explain, but the man's strong pressure prevented her from uttering even a single word.

Hanchuan whispered: "Ji Mingyue, Xinghui's artist, has a drama starring her on the air recently, and she has to attend the press conference of the new drama tomorrow, so it won't hurt."

Bo Yanqing raised her eyebrows and said, "Take her to have her injuries checked."

"yes."

Hanchuan went over and said a few words to Ji Mingyue. Ji Mingyue's eyes lit up, as if she had found someone to support her.

"I will go to the hospital with Modi later, but we have to wait for an explanation about today's matter."

It's a lie to help Modi stand out. They don't have such a deep friendship. It's true that they want to increase their presence in front of Bo Yanqing.

Hanchuan didn't say anything else, but brought a chair and placed it behind Bo Yanqing.

The man sat down, crossed his legs elegantly, and looked at Nan Jiaojiao with a compelling gaze: "Did you hear that? My people want you to give an explanation."
Chapter completed!