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Chapter 9 True Fragrance

"I have an idea, my sister, good, good sister, don't worry, don't look for the young man to find an old man, good old man, good old man, good old man, hair is as little as you, old man saves trouble and has a minimum living allowance, and the old man can still find him when he leaves!"

“…”

Mu Qianli chased Mu Ming and beat him.

I played for a long time before I went upstairs and returned to my room.

As soon as I entered, I saw the message Zhou Mubai sent to him.

"Qianli, why do you have to be so stubborn? I don't know how to bow my head. Lin Huanhuan is something you can't afford to offend Lin Huanhuan. I can't stand you today. She will definitely mess with you. Think about what you should do."

Oh, she can't afford to offend.

She sent the news to Fang Zongli angrily.

"Wow, this Zhou Mubai is getting more and more disgusting. Tell him, in your father's eyes, a kind of person who is not worthy of being a winner of the group. Hurry, Qianli, kill this Zhou Mubai with money, and make him regret not being able to cry under your jeans."

Mu Qianli fell on the bed and sighed slowly.

At the beginning, she always felt that the simple road they had walked was their most precious wealth.

Now I know that for Zhou Mubai, no matter how much he cares about his well-being, it is better to make a huge sum of money than to pay.

At this time, she saw the concert tickets falling out of her pocket.

Just two days later

She goes or not?

No, he gave her a ticket and she went there.

Who do you treat her as?

Don't go!

...

Two days later, Pei Jinxi's concert officially began at the National Stadium.

When he walked to the door, Mu Qianli, who was disguised from beginning to end, quietly flashed in.

The queue was long and surrounded by deafening screams and cheers.

The long queue of support lined up from the door to the street.

Mu Qianli wore black sunglasses at night, a coat that was absolutely different from the past style, and a scarf on her head.

Behind, several chattering girls were still excited, and someone saw the ticket in Mu Qianli's hand at a glance.

"Wow, this VIP seat..."

"Really? It's so amazing. How much does it cost? This porridge seems to be a rich sister!"

Mu Qianli saw that she was talking about herself, and her heart was tightened, but she thought that when she was like this, her father couldn't even see who she was. There should be no need to worry. Instead, being too cold might make people suspicious. She quickly smiled, "No, there is no ticket given by others."

"Sister, don't be modest. Who will give someone a ticket with such a good location? Can you do us a favor? Our location is too far away and you can't take good photos. Can you take more photos of the scene for us?"

this……

Mu Qianli hesitated for a moment, but when she saw their begging expressions, she still felt soft-hearted and said, "Okay."

"Wow, sister, you're so nice. Let's leave a WeChat message."

People like Mu Qianli have many WeChat accounts, so they quickly found a account and added a few girls.

"Sister is so nice. Sister, take a photo, come on!"

"You are kind, I will try my best to take pictures. Don't dislike my bad shooting." Mu Qianli smiled slightly.

"How could it be? Thank you so much, I can't even have time. By the way, there are banners. Sister, I'll give you one. I see you have nothing. You must have not joined the porridge we organized yet. You are so far ahead, you can lift it up."

"This, there are banners, so why do I return the banner to you later?"

"The whole world is a family, and the banner is given to my sister. The most important thing is to let the brothers on the stage see our intentions more clearly!"

OK...

Mu Qianli was not easy to refuse, so she took the things in a big bag and thought bitterly that she, Zhou Mubai's agent, had become the other person's porridge...
Chapter completed!
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