Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

Han Kexin was really frightened by Qin Ruan, her face turned pale.

Seeing this useless and useless appearance, Han Xian hated that iron was not steel.

Impatience flashed on her face, and she said coldly, "You girl can't get over it, you don't know about beauty contact lenses? What the hell is there in this world, she's clearly doing the trick!

If she really is a ghost, then I will be the King of Hell who accepts her! "

Han Kexin had always blindly believed in Han Xian, and the fear in her heart was comforted a lot by her firm tone.

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and asked in a low voice, "Mom, what should we do then?"

A fierce light appeared in Han Xian's eyes. She stared at her daughter and asked in a deep voice, "Do you have the video of the Royal Court Hotel?"

"Yes." Han Kexin nodded.

Han Xian sneered, her tone gloomy, with infinite malice: "Give it to the newspaper and let everyone know that the Qin family's daughter lives in disorder.

Splash dirty water on her, the more dirty the better! It's better to make this a big thing, and it's better to make it known to everyone, I'm going to destroy her completely! "

Han Kexin's expression changed slightly: "Qin Ruan was not in the room I arranged that night, and it was someone else who was with Rong Jing."

Rong Jing is Han Kexin, a rich second generation who loves beauty and has a little power in the circle that Han Kexin specially found to destroy Qin Ruan.

It's a pity that Qin Ruan didn't get out with the other party that night.

On the contrary, he has a relationship with the third master Huo, who has a high position in the capital, is famous, and stands in the clouds to make people look up.

Fortunately, she found out in time, and came up with a strategy of stealing the beam and changing the column.

Otherwise, such a big bargain would have been given to Qin Ruan, a slut.

Thinking of the Huo family's appointment to meet her tomorrow, Han Kexin's pale face turned bright red with excitement.

"Idiot! Just find a way to turn that woman into Qin Ruan, and I need to teach you such a simple thing!"

Han Xian was really pissed off today, and her heart was a little confused. She always felt that the situation was going in a direction that she couldn't control.

She, who has always loved her daughter more, has a heavier tone.

Qin Ruan, who was able to make things right, was ruined and ruined, Han Kexin could not ask for it, but he didn't care about Han Xian's stern tone.

Her eyes lit up: "I'll do it now! Tomorrow I'll ruin that woman!"

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late at night.

Qin Ruan lay on the bed, clasping the quilt in her arms tightly, and slept sweetly and deeply.

The cell phone placed on the bedside table glowed brightly, and the shocking explosion cell phone rang immediately.

The moment the voice sounded, Qin Ruan suddenly sat up.

Vigilance flashed in her bewildered eyes, her still awake eyes quickly surveyed the surrounding scene.

Finding that she was in a familiar bedroom, Qin Ruan's eyes narrowed slightly.

The ringing of the cell phone on the bedside table continued, and the sound was harsh and shocking.

This is the work of a rock musician that Qin Ruan particularly liked in his previous life.

In the past life, she really liked it, but in this life, she only felt the apex of her heart tremble slightly, and her nerves were tense and restless.

Hearing such exciting and shocking music in the middle of the night, and some music that matched the late-night explosion in the bar, Qin Ruan's body subconsciously jolted.

She reached for the phone on the bedside table, and the high-definition screen displayed a string of caller IDs with no notes.

Qin Ruan's eyes quickly dimmed in the light of the phone screen.

She was familiar with this string of numbers, although they didn't talk to each other on the phone.

Two days ago, she personally took the business card handed by this person.

The other party called her in the middle of the night, thinking that it was Han Xian's mother and daughter who did it.

Qin Ruan swiped the phone screen and connected the call.

"Hey?"

The man's slightly disturbed and nervous voice came from the phone's speaker: "Miss Qin, just ten minutes ago, someone anonymously posted some indecent videos to the company, and wanted to be on the front page of the Creation Entertainment newspaper tomorrow."