Rong Qingqing reacted and almost clapped her hands and applauded, but fortunately she was still rational and endured it.

The first time I thought Xie Jingrun was not so disgusting, just the cup of tea he poured on Rong Yiyi's face made people unable to help but pat them.

It seemed that he could also see that Rong Yiyi was pretending to be dizzy.

And she had no doubt at all that if the cup was filled with tea with soup, he would spill it without hesitation.

Rong Yiyi should be glad that the tea in the cup was just warm, otherwise her little face would have been ruined.

Isn’t it a quest for death if you dare to pretend to be dizzy on Xie Jingrun’s territory?

"Don't thank me." Xie Jingrun suddenly raised his eyes and said lightly to Feng Mo. The faintly curled lips made people feel a little bad.

Feng Mo's face turned dark and almost broke out.

No matter what, Rong Yiyi is now his fiancée. Being so humiliated so openly was slapped him in the face.

Xie Jingrun is indeed annoying. I really don’t know what his father admires him. Not only does he value him, but he also gives him so much authority.

"No matter what, Yiyi is still a girl's house. Xie Commander, isn't it too unkind?"

"In my eyes, there is no difference between men and women." Xie Jingrun's eyes were cold and his words were even more ruthless and cold-blooded. "Yes, that's the difference between living people and dead people."

Rong Qingqing felt her scalp numb and her heart trembled.

What is the difference between living and dead?

Xie Jingrun is indeed a big devil who kills without blinking!

Feng Mo's forehead leaped with blue veins, looking at the man sitting there, in a leisurely posture, and finally endured it.

At this moment, Rong Yiyi moaned and woke up, wiped the water all over her face with her hands, and said blankly: "What happened?"

Looking at the swollen bag on her forehead, Rong Qingqing tried hard to hold back her smile, and she really wanted to take a mirror to look at her.

If she saw her appearance at this time, I wonder if she could continue acting?

"Let's go." Feng Mo's face was very cold. After leaving a cold sentence, he walked out first, giving Rong Yiyi almost no time to buffer.

Seeing this, Rong Yiyi became a little anxious. She bit her lip and didn't care about maintaining her dignity. She quickly got up and wanted to chase her out, but Rong Qingqing held her hand, "Yiyi, did you hurt when you fall?" She said with great concern.

Seeing Feng Mo coming away, impatience flashed in Rong Yiyi's eyes, and Yinya bit her, "What else do you have to do with sister?"

Rong Qingqing looked at her, how could she not see the hatred she hated herself under her smile?

She sneered in a cold voice, and suddenly pressed hard on the swollen part of her forehead, reminding her, "You have a big swollen bag here, it must be very painful, right?"

When she pressed it, Rong Yiyi frowned in pain and almost cursed. After hearing her words, her face changed drastically, "What did you say?"

"The third prince is gone, sister, hurry up and chase him. You have to explain it to him carefully, otherwise he will misunderstand you, but what should I do?" Rong Qingqing turned the topic away and said in a worried tone.

Rong Yiyi was so angry that she was about to vomit blood. If she hadn't pulled her, she would have chased her out long ago.

Moreover, Feng Mo would misunderstand her, wasn’t it because she was talking nonsense?

This bitch has done so many things for her, but the future is long, so she has the opportunity to deal with her slowly.

There was a coldness hidden in her eyes, and she was too lazy to say anything on the scene, so she pulled her feet and ran out.

Looking at the woman running away, Rong Qingqing's mouth curled up a curve, which was very pleasant.
Chapter completed!