The Princess Reborn Will Rebel

After hearing the man's threatening words, the two men in black suits looked at each other, then looked at the man again, with a look that looked a bit like an idiot.

Call the police?

Would he dare to lend him ten courages?

Do you think they were frightened?

How funny.

The two men in suits remained silent. The man in suits holding the camera dodged the man's hand that came over to grab the camera. He glanced at the man coldly, then turned on the camera and brought up the screen.

Looking over, there are several photos of Jian Yi and Ouyang Moer together.

Some of them clearly have nothing to do with each other, but when viewed from the camera, the photos of the two of them are made to look extremely ambiguous by borrowing positions and taking photos from different angles.

The man watched helplessly as the man in the suit turned on the camera. When he saw them flipping through the photos, his entire expression changed immediately, and his original loud shouting was silenced at that moment.

The man in the suit looked at the man's appearance, as if he was demonstrating to him, and gave him a cold and proud look. Finally, he turned around, took the camera and walked straight to where Jian Yi and Ouyang Mo'er were.

"Boss." The man in a suit walked beside Jian Yi, called him softly, and then handed the camera to Jian Yi's hand.

Ouyang Mo'er glanced at the photo on the camera screen, and then turned her head to look at the man in the corner with a half-smiling expression. He held the goblet in an elegant and noble manner and took a sip of the red wine in the glass.

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That seemingly indifferent glance, without any emotion at all, made the man who met her gaze feel a tingling sensation in his back, which was very creepy.

"The photo was taken well." And Jian Yidan, after taking a look at the photo on the camera, chuckled and said in an unpredictable tone.

Ouyang Mo'er raised his eyebrows and shook the goblet in his hand casually. The red liquid splashed on the glass. Ouyang Mo'er couldn't help but be fascinated by the beautiful red color.

"Am I that fat? Look at the face on top, they make me look like a fat girl."

"Are you fat? I think it looks good this way. Girls need to be a little fleshy to be cute. Only when you hold them up and pinch them can you feel them."

"So, you like fat girls?"

"Is this..." he said in a slightly protracted voice, as if he was thinking about this issue very seriously: "I need to see someone." As he said that, his eyes glanced at Ouyang Mo'er vaguely.

"Looking at the target...what a weird quirk..." She murmured softly, completely unaware of the way Jian Yan looked at her. She put down the goblet in her hand, took the camera from Jian Yan's hand, and looked through it casually.

After a few moments, the smile on her face became deeper and deeper, but Jian Jian felt that the coldness in her eyes was getting stronger and stronger, and the hostility in her eyes was getting stronger silently.

After she had browsed all the photos in the camera, she stood up and walked towards the man in the corner with everyone watching.

Her eyes were looking directly at the man. The man looked at Ouyang Mo'er and almost subconsciously wanted to avoid meeting Ouyang Mo'er's eyes. He wanted to escape, but she didn't know why. It was as if he was being attracted by Ouyang Mo'er.

It was as if Mo'er had cast a immobilization spell. No matter how much he wanted to escape or dodge, he couldn't escape. He couldn't even look away even half a moment.