Sang Tianjiao girl is a little sweet

Chapter 112 Cousin's Good Idea

Seeing Du Yingying's instantly red and swollen cheeks, Jiang Fei glared at Hua Qian angrily, and cursed: "Bitch, let's see how I deal with you!"

Jiang Fei helped Du Yingying sit on a chair beside her, then turned around and walked towards Hua Qian.

With a gloomy look on his face, he approached Hua Qian step by step.

"Cousin, tear up her clothes and throw them outside the Xianyun Building." Du Yingying smiled coldly, wishing that Hua Qian's reputation would be ruined earlier, to see if Yue Xia would want her.

Thinking of this, Du Yingying felt that the pain on her face was not so painful anymore.

Jiang Fei eagerly looked at Hua Qian, smiled lewdly and said: "Cousin, this is a good idea, hehe..."

Hua Qian, who was pushed into the corner by Jiang Fei, looked around and found that there were quite a few people coming with Du Yingying. At this time, there were two people standing by the door, obviously guarding against her.

"Bitch, I know I'm scared now, but unfortunately, it's too late!" After Jiang Fei finished speaking, he reached out to grab Hua Qian's arm, but Hua Qian dodged it lightly.

After avoiding Jiang Fei's hand, Hua Qian smiled and said, "Idiot, I'm here."

Jiang Fei's face darkened in an instant, and he shouted to the two people who came with him in the private room: "You still have to come and help."

The two looked at each other, and they didn't really want to help Jiang Fei do evil, but Jiang Fei was able to come to the poetry meeting, so they had to bite the bullet and walk over.

After a while, the three of them surrounded Hua Qian.

Jiang Fei smiled triumphantly, and said: "Little bitch, let's see how you are still running now. See if I don't tear your clothes, so that you will know how you will end up offending me and my cousin."

"Cousin, let me tear her clothes." Du Yingying said, walked to Jiang Fei's side, approached Hua Qian proudly, and stretched out her hands to tear her clothes.

At this time, the closed door of the private room was kicked open from the outside with a "bang".

Yue Xia walked in angrily, and saw three men surrounding Hua Qian, with Du Yingying in the middle tugging at Hua Qian's skirt.

"What are you doing?" Yue Xia asked coldly.

Hearing the voice of thinking day and night, Du Yingying's whole body trembled, she let go of Hua Qian, turned around with a smile, and called delicately: "Young Master Yue..."

Yue Xia turned a blind eye to this, walked towards Hua Qian, looked her over, and was relieved that there was nothing wrong with her except that the front of the skirt was a little loose.

Jiang Fei, who was standing by the side, was afraid when he saw Yue Xia, but after seeing Du Yingying's attitude towards him, his heart was instantly replaced by anger.

My cousin is mine, how could I allow this bumpkin to snatch her away!
Dazed by anger, Jiang Fei had forgotten that the two servants who were treated badly by Yue Xia a few days ago were still lying on the bed at this time, so he punched Yue Xia.

"Overestimating one's abilities." Yue Xia's cool and handsome face showed a hint of sarcasm, and with a wave of his hand, he threw Jiang Fei to the ground, causing him to scream in pain.

The people who came with Jiang Fei and Du Yingying were frightened by this scene and ran away.

After sorting out the messy clothes, Hua Qian glanced at Jiang Fei and Du Yingying, who was gnashing her teeth but still wanted to be a lady, and said with a smile, "Ayue, let's go."

"Okay." Yue Xia stretched out her hand, held Hua Qian's little hand, and led her away.

Du Yingying was not willing to let Yue Xia be taken away by Hua Qian, she quickly stepped forward to block the two of them, "Young Master Yue, since you are here, why don't you join us in the poetry meeting in our private room."

At this time, the person who hosted the poetry meeting had already announced in the lobby on the first floor that this year's poetry meeting had officially started.

All Yue Xia's patience was spent on Hua Qian, he didn't bother to pay attention to the other women, and just waved Du Yingying away with a palm.

Du Yingying, who fell on the ground, grinned her teeth in pain, but still wanted to grab the hem of Yue Xia's left clothes.

After seeing her intention, Hua Qian took a step behind, stepped on the back of her hand, and said pretending to be helpless: "Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it."

Yue Xia, who was walking ahead, pulled her forward helplessly, and said: "Stop messing around, go back to your private room quickly, the poetry meeting has already started."

Hua Qian'e smiled with crooked eyebrows, taking advantage of Yue Xia's focus on the poetry meeting that had already started, she secretly kissed him on the face before running away with a smile.

Yue Xia caressed the cheek kissed by Hua Qian, looked around unnaturally, and was relieved when he found no one was paying attention to him.

After watching Hua Qian enter Zhang Yulan's private room, he walked back quietly.

When they passed the private room where Du Yingying and the others were, the door that had been opened before had been closed, and Jiang Fei and Du Yingying could vaguely hear angrily cursing from inside.

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"Xian'er, why have you been gone for so long? I thought you wouldn't come here." Zhang Yulan stepped forward and grabbed Hua Qian's hand and said.

"No way, I'm back now." After Hua Qian finished speaking, she pulled Zhang Yulan to sit down.

At this time, there were many voices of students talking about the poems outside the door, among which were mixed with many voices of praise.

Hua Qian doesn't understand poetry, but just watched the excitement.

Through the open window, you can see that on the stage at the same height as the second floor, several students are writing with pens, each with a calm expression.

"Xian'er, will Mancai and Brother Shitou participate?" Xing'er asked vaguely, biting a piece of snack in her hand.

"I don't know about this either, maybe I will participate." Hua Qian drank tea and didn't care about the poetry meeting.

At this time, someone knocked on the door of the private room, and before they could speak, the door was pushed open.

The person who came in was Xiaoer from Xianyun Building. He was carrying a pot of tea and pastries on the table, and was about to go out, but Zhang Yulan stopped him, "We didn't order this tea, did you deliver it by mistake?"

Xiao Er, who had exited, stopped, and said with an unnatural expression: "Every year at the poetry meeting, Xianyun Building will deliver tea to the guests in the private room on the third floor."

Zhang Yulan didn't think too much, and waved the little girl down.

Mei Xue didn't wait for Xiaoyue to make a move, she stood up and poured tea for several people present.

Smelling the fragrance of the tea, Zhang Yulan praised: "This Xianyun Building is really generous, such good Yunwu tea can be given away as a gift, tsk tsk tsk."

Hua Qian sniffed the tea, but she smelled other smells, and stopped Zhang Yulan from drinking tea, "Don't drink it yet."

Xing'er and Mei Xue had just touched the teacups but they stopped, and they both looked at Hua Qian.

"Xiaoyue, go and ask the former mistress to bring over another pot of tea." After Hua Qian finished speaking, Xiaoyue got up and left.

After a while, Xiao Er, who had brought tea before, followed Xiao Yue in with another pot of tea.

After he put down the tea, Hua Qian said aloud, "How long have you been working in Xianyun Building?"

Xiao Er, who brought the tea, looked up at Hua Qian, not wanting to be controlled by Hua Qian just by looking at her.

With a thought in her mind, Hua Qian asked, "Did you bring the tea before?" 】

Xiao Er wriggled her lips, said with dull eyes, "Master Jiang."

Hua Qian asked again: [What's in it? 】

"Drugs that make people look bad in public."

(End of this chapter)