Drifting Towards You

But fortunately, there is Xiaomei in everything.

High technology is easy to use anytime.

Li Xiaoxiao directly scanned the mobile phones of all the contacts, and found all the photos in most of the day.

Su Xiangwan looked cold, and looked at Li Qingqing coldly: "Miss Li and I belong to the same company, but Miss Li has repeatedly slandered me, distorted the facts, and maliciously discredited me. I want to ask what Ms. Li is in! "

Su Xiangwan's rhetoric was eloquent, and Li Qingqing opened his lips, but didn't expect this situation at all, and didn't know how to deal with it.

At this time, the rice grains ran in again and handed Su Xiangwan a document.

Su Xiangwan flipped it briefly and sneered: "This is evidence that Miss Li has hired naval forces and Weibo to operate. The purpose is to ruin my reputation. I want to ask, Li Qingqing, what do you want to do?"

As Su Xiangwan watched her approaching step by step, Li Qingqing staggered back, panicking.

She was very calm at first, but now facing Su Xiangwan's aggressiveness and pressing every step of the way, her brain was blank, and she couldn't calm down.

Su Xiangwan's eyes lightened and darkened, staring directly at her coldly, like two cold knives.

It was this woman who treated her sincerely in her previous life.

But what about her?

She seduce Song Ziming, took away her role, ruined her face, and pushed her to death step by step!

There seemed to be the fiery pain remaining on his cheeks, and Su Xiangwan seemed to be able to feel the sticky blood on his cheeks.

She seemed to be able to see the death of "Yaoji" and the bright red soaking its white fur.

Li Qingqing's heart trembled lightly, only feeling unprovoked panic.

This woman seems to be crazy... She seems to see turbulent hatred from her eyes... No, it's killing intent!

She seemed to wish to kill herself, wish to strangle herself!

Li Qingqing kept backing away, and suddenly there was no space in his feet, and the whole person dropped off the stage and let out an exclaim.

Li Qingqing fell heavily to the ground, the seven-centimeter high-heeled shoes buckled to the ankles, and the delicate pink lace skirt was torn apart with a ‘tear’, from the midline in the front of the skirt all the way to the roots of the thighs.

Some reporters with little back-end took photos immediately.

Li Qingqing was flustered, his face turned red and white.

He quickly arranged the skirt to cover the exposed thighs and underpants, and tried to stand up with one hand on the edge of the stage.

But after struggling twice, she was sweating profusely with a hot pain in her ankles, and when she lowered her head, her ankles were so swollen that she couldn't exert any strength at all.

Su Xiangwan obviously did not intend to let her go, and looked down at her condescendingly: "I know that Miss Li is eager to become famous, but people still have to go the right way, and they will never be able to keep things that they can get from crooked ways."

Su Xiangwan pointed out something, his eyes lightened and darkened.

Li Qingqing's heart tightened, knowing that she was talking about her marrying Song Ziming, and her whole person was as cold as ice.

Many people in the audience also got up one after another, frantically filming Li Qingqing's dilemma.

"This Li Qingqing really wants to be popular and crazy, dare to hype himself like this without a work, and even link with my late goddess!"

"It's disgusting, fortunately I was deceived by her pitiful appearance before, what a scheming bitch!"

"Who said no, I really don't know what it is to pour this kind of dirty water on others."

"I think she is jealous that Su Xiangwan is more beautiful and red than her, and I think Song Ziming is more like Su Xiangwan."

"Then why did he marry Li Qingqing in the first place?"