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Chapter 1917

Yun Rao looked at Yun Qing's cold and gentle eyes, and after a while, she said coldly, "She can't beat Sister Yun Qing..."

"No," Yun Qing looked at Yun Rao's sharp eyes and said softly, "If Yun Rao doesn't help me block it, I won't allow her to hit me."

The real Yun Qing is dead.

Mrs. Yun has nothing to do with her.

It is a foolish way to try to use human ethics to trap her.

The Yun family in Yuncheng is the best lesson.

Yun Rao looked at Yun Qing and confirmed that she was not really sad. She threw herself into Yun Qing's arms, hugged her waist, and said choked, "Sister Yun Qing, wait, when I snatch the Yun family, I will definitely drive her out..."

Yun Qing gently patted the child on the shoulder, soothing her fear and anger.

After Yun Rao's mood stabilized a little, Yun Qing walked aside and signaled the psychologist waiting by her side to step forward.

The psychologist examined Yun Rao. Yun Qing leaned against the railing and asked the cat next to her, "How is the court going?"

Maoer's black eyes rolled around and said in a low voice, "My phone call is a step late. Yun Bilu was beaten by other prisoners in the court because of her spoiled and domineering nature. Now she has lying down in the hospital..."

Yun Qing paused, pursed her lips, and turned her head slightly, "Didn't she fight back?"

"No," Maoer nodded affirmatively, "The young master personally sent someone to stare. No matter how those people beat, Yun Bilu's behavior was like a daughter without any strength, without any skills—"

When Maoer said this, he suddenly realized that she might, maybe, probably, had said something amazing.

Yun Qing seemed not to notice the information leaked in this sentence, lowered her eyes and began to think.

She always suspected that the person who attacked her at the dinner of the perfume competition last time was Yun Bilu.

If it was Yun Bilu, then her identity would definitely be comparable to that of a top killer.

Can a top killer resist fighting back when he is beaten?

Yun Qing's eyes were a little heavy.

Two possibilities.

One is this thing, it was really not done by Yun Bilu.

The second is that someone told Yun Bilu in advance not to reveal any flaws in prison, otherwise she would die faster.

Only when life is threatened, Yun Bilu, who is arrogant by nature, would rather be beaten than endure it and not fight back!

Yun Qing's thin white fingers slowly brushed across his eyebrows and eyes.

Maoer knew that not seeing Yun Qing do this, it means that she was concentrating on thinking, so she calmly stopped the psychologist who was walking over.

The psychologist was stunned, raised his eyes, looked at the person walking in from the gate, turned around and picked up Yun Rao who had been sleeping in her sleep by hypnotizingly, and walked upstairs.

Maoer also saw the person who came in and covered his mouth with guilt and slipped away.

In a blink of an eye, Yun Qing was the only one left in the hall, with his eyes closed and leaning depressedly at the entrance of the stairs.

A pair of slender arms suddenly stretched out from behind and hugged her slender body.

Yun Qing put a familiar warm embrace on her back, and was stunned for a moment. The next second, she opened her eyes and showed a sweet smile on her face, "You are here..."

Bei Ming Yexuan's deep gaze fell on Yun Qing's side face, confirming that Yun Qing showed no sign of sadness except for anger, and lowered her head and kissed her cheek.
Chapter completed!
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