C713 A Cynical Pleasure
Le Yuvyuv's reaction. Very quickly, she raised her hand to block her palm and pushed her to the side. "Tang Wan, you actually dare to hit someone in my house! Who asked you to be so arrogant! Is it Huo Zhiqian?"
That man was related to his sister by blood, but he did not have his sister's discerning eyes.
Are you blind? He actually found a woman like Tang Wan to be his girlfriend.
It could be imagined that if Tang Wan entered the Huo family, she would become the wife of the Huo family. The Huo family would definitely be blacklisted by her.
She and Mingchuan had to stay far away from the Huo family.
Tang Wan pushed her glasses up angrily and sneered, "I did follow Huo Zhiqian. This young man from the Huo family who is in the limelight is my backer. With his backing, I am this arrogant!"
Tang Wan waved her hand as if she wanted to slap Le Yuvyuv again.
How could Le Yuvyuv be hit by Tang Wan? Raising her hand, she grabbed Tang Wan first and snorted, "Looking for a woman like you. . . Can only prove that he is retarded. . . "
Suddenly, Tang Wan's gaze fell behind her and took a few steps back as if Le Yuvyuv had pushed her onto the ground.
Le Yuvyuv saw that there was a stove behind her. If she continued to retreat like this, she would definitely fall onto the stove.
However, she only looked and did not say anything.
She just wanted to see her make a fool of herself.
Sure enough, after Tang Wan took a few steps back, she tripped over the stove. With a bang, her hand pressed on the burning stove and immediately let out a painful cry.
She deliberately fell down, but she did not expect to encounter a stove.
This heat was truly heart-piercing pain.
Le Yuvyuv saw Tang Wan holding her hand and crying out in pain. She really wanted to throw her head back and laugh maniacally. It seemed like she really brought this upon herself and could not live. Bitch would naturally be punished by the heavens.
At this moment, "Yuvyuv!" Gong Mingchuan's voice came from behind her.
She turned around and saw that Gong Mingchuan had already walked out of the study with Huo Zhiqian. She saw the scene of the two women arguing.
How much did they see?
Did they hear her scold Huo Zhiqian? Did they see Tang Wan pretending to fall? Did you also see that she clearly saw that she was about to fall on the stove, but you deliberately did not remind her?
Le Yuvyuv's heart was somewhat frightened and her face immediately pretended to be at a loss, "Tang Wan, is your hand hot? Did your leg hurt from the fall? It was hot for a moment. Your skin must have fallen off. . . "
Tang Wan sat on the ground with a face full of grievance. Le Yuvyuv was shouting intentionally beside her ears.
Her hands were really hot and a layer of skin had fallen off. Her legs were about to break.
She was so angry that she really wanted to go up and beat that person to death. **。
Tang Wan was in so much pain that her eyes were filled with tears. She pointed at Le Yuvyuv. "You did it on purpose!"
Le Yuvyuv shook her head innocently. "I didn't do it on purpose. . . I really don't blame me. . . "
Tang Wan looked at Gong Mingchuan and Huo Zhiqian, feeling wronged. Her face was full of pain.
She thought that Gong Mingchuan, as the master, would at least politely come over to help her up even though he had broken off his relationship with her.
However, Gong Mingchuan did not walk over. Instead, Huo Zhiqian walked over and helped her up. "What's going on? Why are you so careless?"
It seemed like he did not see how she fell.
Tang Wan found it hard to believe. Just now she saw them coming out of the study and pretended to be pushed down by Le Yuvyuv.0
But they actually did not see it?
Tang Wan only felt that the fall was in vain.
In her heart, she was even more anxious and annoyed.
She stood up from the ground and gave Le Yuvyuv a fierce glare, revealing an expression of you waiting for me. Then she rushed out of the door and actually left.
Le Yuvyuv's face was still innocent as she blinked her eyes, "I must have angered her to leave. What should I do, what should I do?"
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