The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

"Liu Yiming."

Qin Xiaomeng's anger gradually increased: "You are sick when riding a horse!"

It happened that the waiter was passing by with wine, so she picked up a glass without thinking and threw it on Liu Yiming's face.

"Neuropathy!"

Liu Yiming didn't have any precautions and was completely splashed. The scarlet wine flowed down his face and onto his clothes.

He spent thousands of dollars to buy this dress!

As if his eyes were offended, Liu Yiming suddenly grabbed Qin Xiaomeng's wrist with great force, and forcefully pulled her back as she was about to leave.

"Qin Xiaomeng, how dare you splash me!"

Do you know how expensive it was for him to buy this dress and how determined he was to buy it?

She was ruined for him with just one drink.

Liu Yiming's eyes were filled with anger, but his pupils suddenly shrank when he saw Qin Xiaomeng's eyebrows furrowed in pain.

He suddenly laughed, squeezed Qin Xiaomeng's hand and began to act dishonestly: "You ruined my clothes, then use yourself to pay off the debt. Anyway, you don't know how many people you have been with, and I don't think you are dirty. "

As he said that, he was about to start.

"Liu Yiming, you are so crazy! Let me go quickly!"

Qin Xiaomeng struggled desperately with both hands and feet.

"Don't pretend to be noble for me."

If others don't know about his appearance here, how can he still know about it?

A woman with nothing suddenly appeared in such a high-end place, either to find the boss or to accompany him.

He happens to be the former.

"Let me go!"

Qin Xiaomeng was so anxious that she looked at Liu Yiming's hand with red eyes and was about to bite it.

"Ah one by one!"

Before she could bite her, she felt her whole body loosen up. The strength that had held her suddenly dissipated, and Liu Yiming's screams rang in her ears.

She looked up in shock and saw Cheng Zixiu twisting Liu Yiming's hand with one hand and locking his arm behind his back with one force.

With a gloomy expression on his face, he raised his foot and kicked Liu Yiming to the ground.

"You are so brave, you dare to run wild on my territory!"

Liu Yiming wailed on the ground in pain.

Qin Xiaomeng blinked in shock, "Mr. Cheng...why did you come out?"

Cheng Zixiu's eyes fell on her rotating wrist. There was a conspicuous red mark on it, which must have been caught by the man just now.

He summoned two men and ordered: "Twist his hands off and throw them out!"

Qin Xiaomeng was confused: "...?"

She didn't react until Liu Yiming was dragged down.

She straightened her messed up clothes in embarrassment: "Um...thank you, Mr. Cheng."

Extremely polite.

Then You looked at him very seriously and said, "Mr. Cheng, please help me keep a secret by the way. Don't tell Chengzi."

If Cheng Zi knew about it, he would probably be furious.

Cheng Zixiu: "..."

"What's wrong with you?"

Qin Xiaomeng: "...? What did you say?"

Scolding her?

Before Cheng Zixiu could speak again, she put her hands on her hips fiercely: "Mr. Cheng, I thank you for saving me just now, but that doesn't mean you can scold me!"

Cheng Zixiu: "..."

Really sick.

He looked at her expressionlessly, then reached out and took off her hand on her waist.

"If you are so red, why don't you apply some medicine and wait for the bruises tomorrow?"

Qin Xiaomeng gave him a strange look, and unnaturally withdrew her hand: "Don't worry, I won't delay my work!"

Cheng Zixiu: "..."

He felt that if he told her again, he might be angry to death, so he didn't bother to speak anymore, grabbed Qin Xiaomeng's hand and took her away.

"Hey Yiyi, what are you doing? Where are you going?"

What came back to her was the air of Mo's feelings.

.........

Shen Xinru's face was ashen and she locked herself in the room after returning home from Mo's.

Su Mucheng.

Is he so unscrupulous because of You Yanchen?

She sneered, opened her cell phone and made a call.

On the other side, Su Xueqing, who was holding a book and preparing to go back to the dormitory, suddenly rang with her cell phone. It was an unfamiliar phone number. After thinking about it, she answered the call.

"Hey."

"Is that Su Xueqing?"

Shen Xinru was sitting on the sofa in her room, holding her phone in one hand and flicking her nails with the other.

"Do you hate Su Mucheng?"

Su Xueqing's steps suddenly stopped, and her fingers holding the phone tightened suddenly.

She suppressed the shock in her heart and asked, "Who are you?"

"Like you, I don't want Su Mucheng to have an easy time."

Su Xueqing pursed her lips, tightened her fingertips, adjusted herself, and continued walking towards the dormitory.

Do you hate Su Mucheng?

hate it?

She hates it so much!

If it hadn't been for her, how could she have ended up in this situation.

If it weren't for her, how could she not even have a home and could only live in a dormitory.

If it weren't for her, how could her mother be like that?

If it hadn't been for her, how could she have faced so many strange looks from her classmates in school.

And she, Su Mucheng, was obviously Su Wenqiang's daughter, and her family was in decline, but why did everyone look at her in a completely different way.

After hanging up the phone, Su Xueqing chuckled and saved the phone number.