The left bank is profound, the right bank is clear

Chapter 77 Sister Yan Zimo (3)

She took a sip of the red wine and said, "I'm not going back, I'm going to substitute for Yuhao College."

The group of men looked at Yan Zimo who was slightly squinting in disbelief.This eldest sister has always been proud, and she thought that she would take over the Yuhao Entertainment Group when she came back, but unexpectedly she changed her temper and changed her mind to educating the next generation.

Seeing the surprised expressions of the four men, Yan Zimo's eyes were a little excited, as if something interesting was brought up to arouse her interest.

"There is a woman in Yuhao that makes me unhappy, and I'm going to educate her."

Zhu Pei's face was blatant—this female overlord, so brutal and violent, is always the queen who dominates one side, who dares to offend her!Even though he was thinking this way, Zhu Pei still patted his chest with great loyalty and said: "Whoever offends our sister Zimo, I will help you vent your anger."

"Qing Qing Song—"

As soon as the words were finished, there was a sound of 'pooh----', the red wine just poured out, and Wen Qiyang who hadn't opened his mouth coughed twice and said, "Why did you provoke her again?"

"It's her who provoked me." Yan Zimo rolled her eyes and smiled inwardly, but she still had an angry look on her face: "This woman is cruel, cold and arrogant, and even ignores me. Just thinking about it makes me angry. In T City, there is still a woman who is more arrogant than me."

Han Haibo looked at Wen Qiyang's stiff and unnatural face, and secretly laughed in his heart, did the flood rush into the Dragon King Temple?
"Sister Zimo, we can't help you with this matter, you should find Yang." He shrugged helplessly, the corners of his charming eyes slightly raised, revealing a wicked light.

"No! I've already taught her a lesson, and she—" Yan Zimo swung one hand in the air, and made a handsome slap gesture, with the sound of 'pa——pa——'.

moment
crackling
The sound of glass shattering was heard, red wine was poured out on the table and on the ground, and the cups and wine bottles were knocked to the ground.

Wen Qiyang stepped on the shards of glass on the ground and ran to the door. As soon as he opened the door, he heard a burst of crisp laughter behind him.

"Hehe - I lied to you, I see how nervous you are."

Wen Qiyang's hands that stopped in mid-air were a little stiff, and the tension and worry on his chest gradually subsided, but the lines on his face were indeed tense, giving off a chilly feeling all over his body.

Turning around and walking in front of Yan Zimo, looking down at her from above, the white light shone on his body, as if there was a stream of fluorescent light flowing, that icy face had a chilling aura.

Yan Zimo giggled, unaware that she almost stepped on Wen Qiyang's bottom line.

when!

Qu Qingge has become the only pursuit in his life, and if he loses it, he will feel that even life is a boring pursuit.

He looked down at Yan Zimo.

for a while
"Don't provoke her, she is my woman."

Yan Zimo curled her lips, Qu Qingge doesn't know you well.

It's just that she didn't dare to say it.

Wen Qiyang's back was firm, and even Yan Jinhan who was sitting in the corner could clearly feel the determination that was inevitable.

The hand he was caressing the face of the woman beside him trembled slightly, and a feeling like electric current rushed from his fingers to his heart. Suddenly, he pushed the woman in his arms away, and took out a check from his bag.

"Go back by yourself."

He said coldly, then opened a can of beer, gulping down, his eyes were dark and cold.

(End of this chapter)