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Chapter 83 The Provocation of Senior Sister (5)

The leading senior even rolled up her sleeves and yelled, "Sisters, kill this bitch."

"Kill her—kill her—"

"Yes, kill her and make her lie."

Everyone surrounded Qu Qingge, and even some students who came to watch the fun also joined in, holding some items that could be thrown at Qu Qingge.

Xie Tingting hugged Qu Qingge's body, protecting her from those attacking objects flying from all directions, but there were too many of them, and everything was attacking Qu Qingge, she couldn't protect her at all.

After a while, Qu Qingge's head was already a little red and swollen from the beating, and the corner of his mouth was also a little bloodshot.But she didn't escape, she just looked at all this coldly, without any expression on her face, without any sound in her ears, some clips of Wen Qiyang and the pictures in the magazine kept flashing in her eyes.

Sudden--

The crowd was divided by a powerful force.

A terrifying chill that seemed to emanate from hell swept over.

The cold air was mixed with a raging anger.

Everyone turned back.

The two men in black pushed aside the crowd, and Wen Qiyang came from it.

Surprised!

Surprise all over the world!

"Wen Qiyang—"

I don't know who called.

Everyone was stunned, and the things they were holding that were about to hit Qu Qingge fell to the ground with a bang.

Wen Qiyang walked up to Qu Qingge, his eyes full of pity.

He gently cupped Qu Qingge's cheek with his palm, and said sullenly: "Why do you have to bear it, why don't you tell them that you are my woman."

In a word, everyone took a deep breath.

what!
Wen Qiyang actually said that Qu Qingge was his woman in front of everyone!

They actually beat Wen Qiyang's woman!

In an instant, all the participants stared at each other, some were timid, and even passed out.

The senior senior sister who took the lead was also surprised. After the surprise, there was no panic from other students, but angrily resentment and unwillingness.

Qu Qingge knocked down Wen Qiyang's hand and took a step back.

"Mr. Wen, you have identified the wrong person. I am not familiar with you."

Wen Qiyang's anger hadn't dissipated yet, and his face was full of confusion and bewilderment.

"Qu Qingge—you, why are you losing your temper with me?"

Wen Qiyang reached out to hold her in his arms, but Qu Qingge pushed him away, pushed aside the crowd, and walked out of the classroom.

Wen Qiyang didn't catch up immediately, but said to everyone: "Go away, don't force me to do it."

After finishing speaking, a hand tugged on his sleeve behind him.

Wen Qiyang wanted to shake off, but when he turned around, he saw Xie Tingting covered in scars.

This was the injury Xie Tingting suffered when she blocked Qu Qingge's attack.

Xie Tingting casually picked up the magazine on the table, and said to Wen Qiyang: "Qing Ge is angry—"

Wen Qiyang glanced at the magazine, and immediately jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

Berserk!
He grabbed the magazine, his eyes were shaking, his hands were shaking, his teeth were chattering, and his trembling lips didn't know what to say.

"Look up which publishing house this is, and block it for me."

He threw the magazine on the bodyguard's chest, and then added: "And bring me the reporter who took this photo, immediately, immediately!"

After speaking, he chased in the direction of Qu Qingge.

(End of this chapter)