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Chapter 950 The price of provoking me

Jun Qing turned off the phone screen and raised her face, her eyes flashed across the dark red dress in front of her, and fell on Rong Yan's face.

Holding the cup, she smiled and met the other person's eyes.

"Miss Rong, is healed?"

Although she is busy with di Sifan’s affairs these days, Rong Yan still maintains her confidence and beauty in front of outsiders.

As proud as her, she will swallow her teeth even if she loses her teeth, so that others will not see her wounds.

When she heard Jun Qing's word "sick", she couldn't help but think of the basket of lemons, and a burst of anger suddenly arose in her heart.

"Jun Qing, do you think you are very powerful, right?"

"That's right!" Jun chuckled, "Even Miss Rong was defeated by me, I think I am really amazing."

"Hmph!" Rong Yan's fingers holding the crystal cup slowly tightened, "I thought you really like Di Lin, but now it seems that I misread you. Before his fiance's body was found, he turned to the arms of other men. If Di Lin knew about it underground, I would regret it. He actually raised a ungrateful wolf like you!"

Jun Qing just disagreed with the other party's ridicule, "I'm an ungrateful wolf, it's not your turn to evaluate it."

"That's true, but I tell you, Rong Yan will take revenge. If anyone makes me difficult for me, I will make it even worse for her!"

A sneer flashed in Rong Yan's eyes and her right hand suddenly raised.

The wine in the cup swayed, flew out of the crystal cup, and splashed towards Jun Qing.

At this time, Rong Yan was already hating Jun Qing to the core.

Before, because she was afraid of Di Lin, she had only dared to play small movements in secret.

Now that Di Lin is no longer here, Rong Yan is of course becoming more and more unscrupulous.

At the cocktail party, she kept observing Jun Qing and deliberately caught up with her, just to give Jun Qing a look.

Jun Qing was wearing a white suit today, and she chose a red cocktail to bring it up.

Imagine that Jun Qing was wearing red wine for a while and was watched by everyone, her heart was filled with joy.

Jun Qing had already seen Rong Yan's ruthlessness at last night's birthday party.

She could be so cruel to Di Sifan, so naturally she would not let her go.

From the second I saw Rong Yan, Jun Qing was a little more careful.

The other party had just made some moves, and Jun Qing had already flashed to the side neatly.

The wine was splashed out, splashed on the sofa, and on the wall, a few drops splashed on Rong Yan himself, and Jun Qing's white suit was still spotless.

The sudden attack failed, Rong Yan squeezed out of her nose coldly and snorted coldly.

"You are lucky this time, let's take a look in the future!"

Holding her skirt and turning around, she held the empty cup and was about to leave.

"I want to leave after I splash it?"

Rong Yan stopped and subconsciously turned her face in the direction of her.

"Or what..."

Wow—

Before he finished speaking, a glass of cold liquid had already poured over, hitting her head and face, and some even poured directly into her mouth.

Rong Yan raised her palm and wiped the wine on her face.

"you……"

"I just want Miss Rong to know..." Jun Qing swayed the empty cup in her hand lazily, "The price of provoking me."

"Okay..." Rong Yan sneered, "Very good. Then I'll let you know the price of provoking me!"

Turning around, she strode towards the stairs with her skirt, raising her voice.

"Sorry, I'm disturbing you!"

There were some elites at the cocktail party, and they all maintained their elite personality outside, smiling and whispering.
Chapter completed!
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