Masked Princess: The stunning school grass is very black

Chapter 301 [Princess Revenge: Who's Home Show]

However, even if she arrived, the one who lost would definitely be her.

Originally, she thought about competing with her fairly and letting her know her strength, but she was too arrogant.

She didn't want to give her that chance, she didn't want to compare with her, she didn't want to waste time.

She asked Su Haifeng to find an excuse to steal Qi Nuannuan's project, and when she deleted her project, she didn't expect it to be successful.

She opened Qi Nuannuan's project case, and it was written better than hers. She was sure that Qi Nuannuan must be looking for the shooter, otherwise, how could it be better than hers.

She curled her lips in disdain, and within the limited time, she integrated the useful information in her plan into her own plan.

Even if she was writing it according to her previous ideas, it wouldn't be as good as hers.

Besides, none of this will happen, because she will definitely be late today. Uncle Wang said that he has set up checkpoints on the roads she must pass. No matter which route she takes, there will always be traffic jams.

Therefore, today will only be Qi Aiwei's home show.

And that bastard is only for watching.

Wei Wanrong glanced at the exquisite diamond watch on her wrist, it was 3 minutes before 10 o'clock, and that dead girl would never make it.

She kicked off her black high-heeled shoes, stretched her legs towards Wang Tianhua, and rubbed her feet against his inner thighs.

The charming eyes hooked him up.

Wang Tianhua grabbed her feet with his hands and dug in the soles of her feet. With a smile on his lips, he immediately understood what she meant.

He stood up, still smiling, although Wei Wanrong's feet were still rubbing against his legs.

"It's almost 2 o'clock in 10 minutes. It seems that Miss Qi Nuannuan won't be able to come. I announce that she has given up—"

Before he could say a word of "Quan", the door of the conference room was slammed open.

Nuan Nuan held the bag in one hand, and stood panting while leaning on the door frame. Her brown hair was a little messy, and her snow-white face was a little bright red.

The people in the meeting room immediately turned their eyes to her. Wei Wanrong and the other three were slightly taken aback, but they all calmed down when they thought that she would never have a perfect project proposal.

"Nuan Nuan, you're really too, knowing that there is such an important meeting today, you're almost late."

(End of this chapter)