The Princess Reborn Will Rebel

"..." Not only the reporters next to him, but also the reporter who asked Ouyang Mo'er a sharp question just now was speechless for a moment.

"I……"

"No need to say anything, I've already seen it."

"In your heart, you will definitely choose to kill that person's companion and save your beloved woman, but you are afraid that if you say it in front of so many people, people will blame you, so you will definitely say that human life is equal, regardless of the other person.

Whether I make a mistake or not, it's all a matter of life. I will try my best to stop that person and then save the woman I love. Such sanctimonious words."

"As for me, I'm just a little more honest than you are, and so is Mr. Jian."

Ouyang Mo'er stood in front of the camera, maintaining a decent smile from beginning to end. Just from the look of the picture, no one would think that the questions raised by the reporters before were so sharp, but only standing there

Only the nearest reporters and Ouyang Jinxuan knew about it.

Ouyang Moer's expression was more frightening than the angry roar on his face.

The reporter was obviously speechless by Ouyang Mo'er's words, and it seemed that he did not expect that Ouyang Mo'er would answer his question like this. It was beyond his expectation, and he was momentarily at a loss.

, unable to continue.

Subconsciously, he glanced at Narcissus, who was standing aside, with an uneasy look for help. However, he received an angry glare from the other party. He was so frightened that he quickly turned around. His mouth went dry for a while, and he wanted to continue with a pale face.

Ask questions.

"you……"

Ouyang Mo'er saw all the reporter's little actions, but did not expose it on the spot. However, the smile on the corners of her lips deepened, waiting for the reporter to ask questions again.

"Where is Narcissus?!"

As soon as the reporter opened his mouth, a sharp female voice rang out. The menacing and unkind appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Shui Xian'er, who was originally waiting for Ouyang Mo'er to come off the stage, waiting to see Ouyang Mo'er embarrassed, didn't hear someone calling her clearly, and waited until a slap hit her face, and it was hot.

When I reacted, someone hit me.

When she looked up, she saw in front of her a tall, sturdy middle-aged woman with a strong back and three-inch high heels that could give her a flat-bottomed pedal and a solid look like a squatting horse. It was obvious that Shuixianer's head had not yet reacted.

The expression on his face was a little confused.

"It's you, you bitch! You have a foxy face. How did your mother give birth to such a shameless guy like you? You did all these shameless things at a young age. You don't deserve to be fucked at such a young age.

When someone else is a mistress, he can be your father. Don't you feel sick every time you are pressed down by him?"

Narcissus was still dazed. After the woman slapped her, she grabbed Narcissus and started scolding her. Moreover, she didn't choose the unpleasant words, but only picked the more unpleasant ones.

This sudden turn of events stunned the surrounding students who were still holding banners and shouting demonstrations, as well as the reporters who were scrambling to embarrass Ouyang Mo'er.

Only Ouyang Mo'er stood there, the smile on her lips becoming somewhat meaningful.