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Chapter 647 : Suspected old friend came (9)

Zhuoran sighed deeply. This girl is like a little hedgehog. If something goes wrong, she will prick the people who are close to her body with wounds. If you look at the search, www

But she herself felt even worse, hey.

He stretched out his hand again, planning to sue for peace, "Xiaoya, you..."

The door was pushed open, and Linglong rushed over like a gust of wind, crying loudly, "Master, don't quarrel over me. It's all my fault. I pissed off Miss Tang. It's all my fault. Miss, I kneel to you."

I'm here, please don't be angry with the master anymore, it's not easy for the master either..."

She was crying and kowtowing on the ground, one after another, until her head was broken, and a trace of blood flowed, which was shocking.[

Xiaoya was confused at first, her head went blank and her eyes were straight.

Why does this person cry when he says it and kneel when he says it? He is not an opera singer, but he is better at acting than an actor.

But the more I look at it, the angrier I get. What does this woman mean?

"You like kneeling so much? You are indeed a despicable child..."

You are so mean as hell, you keep saying apologies and begging for mercy, but in fact they are all just provocations.

Look at what nonsense she said. It seems that she is the only one who feels sorry for Zhuo Ran, and only Zhuo Ran is in her heart. She and he are the two closest people.

And she, Tang Juanyong, is the villain who broke up the couple.

This feels very uncomfortable, terrible.

Linglong seemed to have been slapped several times, crying miserably and heartbroken.

The little girl was so angry, but she didn't even lift a finger. Why was she crying so miserably? It was as if she had bullied her!

"I have never seen anyone more cheap than you. If you go out and make trouble, don't let me see you."

She hated this kind of pretentious woman the most, crying like her whole family had died, which made her extremely upset.

Linglong raised her little face with pear blossoms and rain, looking pitiful.

"Miss, I... I just want you and the master to have a good time..."

Xiaoya really wanted to slap her, "Without you, we would be fine."

You are too self-righteous. What do you think you are?

Without her, the world would not turn around?

Without her, no one else can live?

They can't live without her?[

Tears flowed from Linglong's eyes, and she suddenly wailed, "Sister, you died so miserably, leaving me alone and being bullied to this point..."

Xiaoya jumped up, with anger rushing to her forehead, "Who bullied you? Speak clearly, don't be disgusting, you come up to me to be a bitch, how dare you cry?"

Humph, I neither threw her into the sea nor sent her to a brothel to bully her.

Linglong's face was frightened, her body was shaking, she huddled into a small ball, and she cried miserably, "Sister, sister, come and save me."

Xiaoya was so angry that she clenched her hands into fists and shouted angrily, "With a girl like you, she won't be much better."

I really hate this woman, I have never seen such a hateful bitch.

"Pah." Zhuoran slapped his palm on the table, his expression ugly, "Xiaoya, shut up."

Xiaoya's body trembled, her heart felt sharp pain, and her eyes were sore, "Is a maid worthy of making you so angry? Is there some ambiguity between you two?"

Because of that person, he glared at her and slapped the table. Was it wrong?

In his heart, is that person so important?

More important than her?

So who is she?

Zhuo Ran was angry and annoyed. Her words hurt his wounds, and many dusty past events came to his mind, making him helplessly close his eyes and sigh in exhaustion.
Chapter completed!
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