"This is just the beginning. Every minute and every second of your life will live in endless humiliation and contempt!"

"Yun Qing, you lost! You lost to me!"

"Let you fight with me and let you fight with me, this is your end!"

Yun Qianrou said as she tried her best with both hands, and a vicious and bloody smell came out of her eyes.

She didn't notice that when she was saying these words, the woman in her arms had the same extremely angry and hideous eyes.

The men who were pointed out by Mu Chuling deliberately blocked the crowd at the end of the crowd, stumbled their little heads, and looked at the group of people blocked outside Yun Qing's room, with expressions of being arrogant, proud, or gloating.

Isn’t this group of people having a trick in their minds?

Without looking at her face, she insisted that it was Miss Yun Qing...

A group of mentally retarded!

The cat looked at Yun Qianrou, who was holding the unknown woman and pinching her hard, and watched coldly with the others, gloating, and frowned.

It's so late, Yun Qing hasn't come back yet, and she has no place to stay.

These bastards!

Maoer looked out the window and said it was raining outside. Should she go and give Miss Yunqing an umbrella?

Maoer took out her cell phone from her body, sent a text message to Yunqing, asking her where she was now.

After a while, a message was returned.

When the cat saw the content above, his eyebrows and eyes bent, he completely relieved, slipped to the elevator, and waited wide with his eyes.

Ghost looked at the cat's movement, his eyes turned and fell on the number of the elevator that was moving up. His blood-red lips curled up a curve of expectation.

Yun Qianrou said so many words, her fingers hurt, but "Yun Qing" still held back and refused to show her face, which made her extremely angry.

When did this bitch, endurance become so good?

If she hadn't been concerned about her image, she would have pulled her hair and pulled her face out.

never mind.

Anyway, everyone knows that this is Yun Qing, so it doesn’t make a difference whether you show your face or not.

Yun Qianrou threw away the woman in her arms and walked to Lu Cheng with a grievance. "Brother Lu Cheng, I have been persuading you for so long, but Qingqing still refuses to say a word...I don't know what to do..."

Lu Cheng held her hand and finally glanced at the woman on the ground in disgust, "She deserves it! Let's go! Don't worry about her!"

After saying that, he held Yun Qianrou's hand, turned around and left coldly.

Yun Qianrou smiled secretly, as if she had become the eldest lady of the Yun family who had called the wind and rain in the past, leaving with a dignified and gentle look with Lu Chengyang.

The other perfumers also saw enough jokes, looked at the person lying on the ground with disdain and disgust, and followed them.
Chapter completed!