Chapter 112 You are here too
When Su Qingyue said this, her face turned red and white, her beautiful eyes gradually mist up, and she wanted to cry,
"Miss Mo, Qingcheng didn't mean that, you misunderstood."

Su Qingcheng's expression seemed to have been greatly wronged. In addition, she was already soft and charming, which made her even more lovable. Many onlookers began to criticize Mo Qingyue,

"The girl didn't say anything, why is this man so aggressive!"

"That's right, look how wronged the girl is, she's crying like that!"

When Mo Qingyue heard it, she was really overwhelmed, please brother, which eye of yours saw Su Qingcheng cry like that?Did she cry?Didn't even shed a single tear!
When Jun Moli saw Su Qingcheng's pitiful look, he comforted him distressedly,

"Qingcheng, don't be sad, not everyone is as understanding as you."

When Ruoyu heard this, she was also angry from the bottom of her heart, and she glanced at someone and said,

"Who am I to say, Miss Su, right? My lady just stated a fact and didn't bully your whole family, right? Who are you showing me doing this!"

Jiang Lingfeng took over the words, "Ruoyu, what are you talking about, are you talking nonsense? Didn't Miss Su feel so sad?"

"Oh..." Ruoyu looked like I didn't know, "It's my fault, I shouldn't have told the truth."

Mo Qingyue couldn't help laughing at the two oboe singers.
But Su Qingcheng's expression froze when he heard this, he wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, his face turned pale and red, and finally he could only look at Jun Moli for help,
"Your Highness, there is no Qingcheng."

Seeing Su Qingcheng's pitiful expression, Jun Mo's renunciation was about to melt. He raised his head and gave Mo Qingyue a cold look. The warning could not be more obvious.

Mo Qingyue sneered, and looked directly at Jun Moli without showing any sign of weakness.

When Jun Moli saw Mo Qingyue's eyes, the feeling of familiarity came to him again. Why did he always feel that this person was related to the woman he had met before?
Just when Jun Moli was in doubt, Ouyang Xuan rushed over from nowhere, holding a sword in his hand, and stabbed straight at the back of Mo Qingyue's heart,

"Go to hell!" Ouyang Xuan had a vicious light in his eyes, and smiled ferociously.
When Jiang Lingfeng heard the voice, he looked back, his face was instantly frightened, and he shouted,
"Qianyue! Be careful!"

However, he was a little away from Mo Qingyue, and Ouyang Xuan attacked unexpectedly again. When he shouted, Ouyang Xuan's sword was only half a finger away from Mo Qingyue's body!
However, Jiang Lingfeng ignored Ruoyu beside him, and didn't notice that she was not worried at all.

But just when everyone thought that Mo Qingyue would definitely be stabbed, a stone flew over and hit Ouyang Xuan's sword-holding hand,
Ouyang Xuan felt the pain, and let go of the hilt of the sword, and the sword fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Which bastard dares to sneak attack me!?" Ouyang Xuan roared angrily,

"Why, you, Ouyang Xuan, are allowed to sneak attack on others, but not allowed to attack you, what's the reason?" A male voice came from the crowd,
Hearing this familiar voice, Mo Qingyue turned her head and saw Yan Ruge and Yan Rufeng walking over from the crowd.
As soon as Yan Ruge saw Mo Qingyue, she let go of Yan Rufeng, ran towards her, and shouted happily,

"clear……"

But before she could shout out, Mo Qingyue stepped forward and said, "Ge'er, you are here too!"

Yan Ruge didn't feel anything wrong at all, and smiled sweetly at Mo Qingyue and said, "That's right, my brother led the team to participate in the Four Nations League, so I followed along."

(End of this chapter)

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