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Chapter 733 The Bloody Truth (5)
Only Yan'er ran over quickly, took slippers for her, and bent down to change them for her.

Qu Qingge waved his hands and said, "Yan'er, go and make me a bowl of sour plum soup. I'll sit in the living room."

Yan'er nodded, and quickly brought a bowl of sour plum soup to the table.

Qu Qingge just picked up the bowl and before he had time to take a sip, the door of the villa was pushed open, accompanied by a coquettish and shrill voice: "You sister is back, didn't you say that you went to Italy with Mr. Zhao? Willing to come back again."

Qu Tiantian sneered, without changing her shoes, she stepped on her high heels and walked up to Qu Qingge, looking down.

Qu Qingge has always been tepid in the face of Qu Tiantian's cynicism, especially now that she has no entanglement in her heart, and she has brought out her arrogant temperament to the fullest. Sour plum soup.

Qu Tiantian, who was standing by the side, looked at her without even raising the corners of her eyes, thinking that in the afternoon, the bodyguard next to Jin Xin said that Qu Qingge had already signed the divorce agreement at the airport, but Wen Qiyang was late. Being unwilling to move for a long time, it seems that she has no intention of divorcing Qu Qingge at all.

The imbalance in her heart suddenly jumped up, she directly stretched out her hand to grab the bowl from the singer Qu Qing, and said with a giggle, "Sister, you know I'm more than two months pregnant, so give me I have prepared sour plum soup, then I will not be polite."

However, before she finished speaking, Qu Qingge grabbed the bowl from her wrist with a sudden force, and immediately stood up from the chair, holding the bowl in his hand, and pointed at Qu Tian. Tian's face was splashed directly.

The whole bowl of sour plum soup was splashed on Qu Tiantian's face, dripping down her jaw onto the floor, the sour plum soup was a little hot, and it was still steaming on Qu Tiantian's face, it cost her Sophisticated makeup.

Seeing Qu Tiantian's embarrassed look, the maid in the living room couldn't help lowering her head and chuckling, but she didn't say anything. She just ran to the corner and watched the play quietly.

"You're sick!" Qu Tiantian realized, she quickly raised her hand to wipe her face, and yelled.

Facing her angry look, Qu Qingge just pulled his ear behind him, sneered, and then instantly raised his hand and threw the bowl in his hand directly at Qu Tiantian's body.

Qu Tiantian shuddered in fright, and subconsciously took a step back, but she was wearing high heels, and the floor was slippery, her footsteps were unsteady, and she almost fell down.

Still a little maid not far away ran over quickly, reached out to help Qu Tiantian's body, and let her fall on his shoulders.

"Miss, are you okay?" The little maid took a deep breath, then turned her head to look at Qu Qingge, and shouted in a very disrespectful tone: "Our lady is pregnant with Mr. Wen's child, in case something happens matter, can you take care of it?"

The little maid was still about to say something, but she saw Qu Qingge suddenly raised her head, stared at her sharply, and said in a high-pitched voice, "Get out of here."

All the servants in the room were stunned for a moment and stopped their work.

Qu Qingge turned his head and glanced around the villa, saw them all looking at each other, and shouted again: "I told you all to go out, didn't you hear? Now I'm still the hostess here!"

(End of this chapter)