The Princess Reborn Will Rebel

After taking a look at Nangong Jue, I didn't know which point made him angry. The two people's anger, which had just calmed down a little, was instantly ignited, and they started fighting each other without saying a word.

A harder punch than before, a harder force than before, a faster speed than before...

That photo seemed to be a trigger point, which directly ignited the tempers of the two people and exploded. Now both of them were almost venting their anger and venting everything angrily.

Glancing at the situation at Bei Fenglang and Nangong Jue's place, Ouyang Chenyi had a cold face. He had no thoughts at all and no extra mood to worry about who of them would kill whom. He had to go now.

Find out where that girl Ouyang Moer is and who sent this photo to them.

"Call Mo'er and see where she is." Glancing at Bei Fengmang and Nangong Jue, who were fighting fiercely there, Ouyang Chenyi said urgently to Ouyang Jinxuan, and then directly

He took long strides and rushed between the two people, pulling away the two people who were struggling with each other.

"That's enough, you two, stop it!" Seeing the two people being separated by him, who seemed to be still unfinished and ready to rush forward again, Ouyang Chenyi roared unbearably.

At this time, Ouyang Jinxuan had already listened to Ouyang Chenyi and finished calling Ouyang Mo'er, but the call was always unanswered: "No one answered Mo'er's cell phone."

As soon as Ouyang Jinxuan said these words, Bei Fengran and Nangong Jue, who were still there unwillingly and wanted to rush to face each other again and beat each other to the ground, were now truly convinced.

Zheng stopped his hand.

"I'll try to call." Withdrawing his hand, Nangong Bi took out his cell phone and dialed Ouyang Mo'er's number, regardless of the injury on his face.

However, Bei Feng, who was on the other side, quit when he saw this: "What are you fighting for? What qualifications do you have to call Mo'er?" His tone and words were full of meanness towards Nangong Jue.

After listening to Bei Fengran's words, Nangong Jue's finger pressing the button paused for a moment. In the end, he ignored Bei Fengran and continued to dial his number. However, his act of complete indifference angered Bei Fengran again.

Frustrated, he stood up and was about to break free from Ouyang Chenyi's grasp. He wanted to rush up and take away Nangong Jue's cell phone, but was pushed to the ground by Ouyang Chenyi.

"Bei Fenglang, can you fucking calm down for me now? Ouyang Mo'er's phone can't be reached right now? Otherwise, you can pick up your fucking phone and go make the fucking call yourself, okay?

?!"

Seeing Bei Fengmang who was still jealous and crazy at this moment, Ouyang Chenyi yelled at him angrily.

He threw Bei Feng to the ground. His eyes that used to be filled with evil spirits were now filled with a strong coldness. He glanced at the people standing outside who were whispering. It was obvious that they were watching a good show. Ouyang Chenyi faced

He stood up expressionlessly.

As for Nangong Jue, no one answered the call. Ouyang Chenyi once again glanced at the photo displayed on the phone screen. In the picture, Ouyang Moer was wearing casual clothes, which was exactly what she wore when she went out in the morning.

That one, but with her hair loose and not tied up, hugging a boy who was a head taller than her, with a faint smile on her face.