Chapter: 381
"Ho!" Qiao Yimo chuckled lightly.
This laugh was as if they were laughing at their selling capital.
Qiao Anchu's face became worse, "You..."
Just as she was about to speak, another person appeared in the presidential box.
Han Meng originally wanted to go out to go to the bathroom, but she didn't expect to meet Qiao Anchu, the plague god, with another girl standing beside her.
The two were angrily at Qiao Yimo, as if they were about to do something in the next second.
"Yimo, what's the matter?" Han Meng stepped forward and glanced at Qiao Anchu disgustingly.
Seeing that he was insulted by Han Meng's eyes again, Qiao Anchu was angry, "What do you look in? Don't think that you will forget who you are when you stay in the presidential box all night! You are a fat girl."
Qiao Anchu pointed her finger at Han Meng fiercely, as if she was about to puncture her round eyeballs in the next second.
Han Meng hadn't seen Qiao Anchu's nervous look, so she hurriedly hid behind Qiao Yimo in fright, and said tremblingly: "Yimo, let's go! Don't play with livestock."
She is not fat at all, but Qiao Anchu likes to insult her most with these words.
It's really irritating!
When Qiao Anchu heard this, his fingers became hard with anger and pointed directly at Qiao Yimo's eyes.
I saw Qiao Yimo raised his eyes, his voice was frighteningly cold, "Don't point your finger at me!"
"What's wrong with you?" Finally, Dong Qianxue also stood up to fight.
She looked at Han Meng's sleek figure, and she couldn't help feeling nauseous. It turned out that Qiao Anchu often talked about the little follower and follower. It turned out to be this little girl.
She also wondered why Qiao Yimo had friends, it turned out to be this chick.
It is estimated that this chick is also unpleasant and unlovable.
At this moment, Qiao Yimo, who was opposite, was exuding terrifying cold, as if he was about to freeze people in the next second.
In the next second, Qiao Yimo raised his hands, grabbed the hands of Qiao Anchu and Dong Qianxue with both hands, gently moved them out.
"Ah!" Qiao Anchu and Dong Qianxue made a startling sound almost at the same time.
Qiao Anchu abruptly felt that her index finger was about to be broken off, and she looked at Qiao Yimo viciously, "You little bitch, did you deliberately break my hand?"
This Qiao Yimo is really vicious, if she breaks her finger, she won't be able to talk about piano.
Qiao Yimo ruined her road of painting before, but this time she didn’t even miss the road of piano, right?
"An Chu, are you okay?" Dong Qianxue walked to Qiao Anchu with a little care on his face.
Then, she looked at Qiao Yimo again, "Aren't you just jealous of An Chu who can play the piano? Are you jealous that she is about to become the heir of the royal music of Country Y? So you hurt her like that? It's a snake-hearted!"
The words fell, and a cold voice came from his ears, and Qiao Yimo's cold eyes were narrowed, and his thin lips lightly opened, "I said, don't point your finger at me!"
"You..." Dong Qianxue became angry for a while, and could not find anything to refute.
The quarrel in the corridor quickly attracted the waiter in the corridor.
The waiter saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly called the lobby manager.
The lobby manager thought something was wrong, and walked over with a deep face.
After he came closer, he found that these people were all the guests he knew.
"Miss Qiao, what's the matter?" The lobby manager looked caring for fear of offending her.
Qiao Yimo still didn't talk to him, but Qiao Anchu said first: "Call your boss over and blast this kind of person out!"
She knew that the lobby manager and Qiao Yimo had a close relationship and would favor Qiao Yimo. But the boss would definitely not give Joe Mo face.
The thought of Qiao Yimo being blasted out by the boss made her mood better.
Seeing that the lobby manager was unmoved, Dong Qianxue said with her throat: "I heard nothing? Do you want me to complain to you?"
"This..." The lobby manager didn't know what was going on. They were all classmates. Why did they suddenly start arguing? JrNovels.com
This laugh was as if they were laughing at their selling capital.
Qiao Anchu's face became worse, "You..."
Just as she was about to speak, another person appeared in the presidential box.
Han Meng originally wanted to go out to go to the bathroom, but she didn't expect to meet Qiao Anchu, the plague god, with another girl standing beside her.
The two were angrily at Qiao Yimo, as if they were about to do something in the next second.
"Yimo, what's the matter?" Han Meng stepped forward and glanced at Qiao Anchu disgustingly.
Seeing that he was insulted by Han Meng's eyes again, Qiao Anchu was angry, "What do you look in? Don't think that you will forget who you are when you stay in the presidential box all night! You are a fat girl."
Qiao Anchu pointed her finger at Han Meng fiercely, as if she was about to puncture her round eyeballs in the next second.
Han Meng hadn't seen Qiao Anchu's nervous look, so she hurriedly hid behind Qiao Yimo in fright, and said tremblingly: "Yimo, let's go! Don't play with livestock."
She is not fat at all, but Qiao Anchu likes to insult her most with these words.
It's really irritating!
When Qiao Anchu heard this, his fingers became hard with anger and pointed directly at Qiao Yimo's eyes.
I saw Qiao Yimo raised his eyes, his voice was frighteningly cold, "Don't point your finger at me!"
"What's wrong with you?" Finally, Dong Qianxue also stood up to fight.
She looked at Han Meng's sleek figure, and she couldn't help feeling nauseous. It turned out that Qiao Anchu often talked about the little follower and follower. It turned out to be this little girl.
She also wondered why Qiao Yimo had friends, it turned out to be this chick.
It is estimated that this chick is also unpleasant and unlovable.
At this moment, Qiao Yimo, who was opposite, was exuding terrifying cold, as if he was about to freeze people in the next second.
In the next second, Qiao Yimo raised his hands, grabbed the hands of Qiao Anchu and Dong Qianxue with both hands, gently moved them out.
"Ah!" Qiao Anchu and Dong Qianxue made a startling sound almost at the same time.
Qiao Anchu abruptly felt that her index finger was about to be broken off, and she looked at Qiao Yimo viciously, "You little bitch, did you deliberately break my hand?"
This Qiao Yimo is really vicious, if she breaks her finger, she won't be able to talk about piano.
Qiao Yimo ruined her road of painting before, but this time she didn’t even miss the road of piano, right?
"An Chu, are you okay?" Dong Qianxue walked to Qiao Anchu with a little care on his face.
Then, she looked at Qiao Yimo again, "Aren't you just jealous of An Chu who can play the piano? Are you jealous that she is about to become the heir of the royal music of Country Y? So you hurt her like that? It's a snake-hearted!"
The words fell, and a cold voice came from his ears, and Qiao Yimo's cold eyes were narrowed, and his thin lips lightly opened, "I said, don't point your finger at me!"
"You..." Dong Qianxue became angry for a while, and could not find anything to refute.
The quarrel in the corridor quickly attracted the waiter in the corridor.
The waiter saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly called the lobby manager.
The lobby manager thought something was wrong, and walked over with a deep face.
After he came closer, he found that these people were all the guests he knew.
"Miss Qiao, what's the matter?" The lobby manager looked caring for fear of offending her.
Qiao Yimo still didn't talk to him, but Qiao Anchu said first: "Call your boss over and blast this kind of person out!"
She knew that the lobby manager and Qiao Yimo had a close relationship and would favor Qiao Yimo. But the boss would definitely not give Joe Mo face.
The thought of Qiao Yimo being blasted out by the boss made her mood better.
Seeing that the lobby manager was unmoved, Dong Qianxue said with her throat: "I heard nothing? Do you want me to complain to you?"
"This..." The lobby manager didn't know what was going on. They were all classmates. Why did they suddenly start arguing? JrNovels.com
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