Murong Qianqian's nose twitched, her brows furrowed, and two streams of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. Yingyingyu pointed at Hua Wuxin with trembling hands, "You are such a heartless person, and you won't accept your credit if you ask for it."

A bolt from the blue, these words struck like a thunderbolt.

Hua Wuxin was stunned, the enchantress's thin lips parted slightly, "..."

"You...you are so sorry for me," Murong Qianqian held up her sleeves to wipe away her tears and choked out, "I was also a good man, handsome and charming.

But, you are so careless, you use sweet words, you use both soft and hard words to get someone... to that person, but in the end you pretend not to know him."

When my mother and others in the room heard this, they all looked at each other.

Hua Wuxin folded her arms in front of her chest, and she had regained her composure. She had enough time to stare at Murong Qianqian, "What's next?"

With such a gentle question, Murong Qianqian suddenly felt that it was too incompetent. The plot should not have developed like this. Hua Wuxin would be so angry that she would blush with anger no matter what.

But the play has already been performed, no matter how weak the one-man show is, he must continue to perform. This is the basic quality of an actor. Murong Qianqian gritted his teeth and continued to make up the story.

"When we were hugging each other on the bedside, you hugged her and promised that you would only love her for the rest of your life. She also gave away all her unmarried wives for you, but...

In the blink of an eye, you are singing and singing every night and soaking in this fireworks pavilion every day. I just followed you here out of heartbreak, but forgot to bring money, and you don't even care about this little affection!"

Hua Wuxin raised her eyebrows, straightened her robe, stood up and took two steps forward. She leaned close to Murong Qianqian's face and smiled softly: "Then what do you want?"

"Help me pay back the money!" Murong Qianqian put her hands on her hips, looking like a shrew among men and a man among shrews.

Na Hua Wuxin was unexpectedly cheerful. She took out a banknote from her sleeve and raised her hand towards her mother, "Liu Niang, I settled his account."

The mother and others were being made dizzy and vomiting by Murong Qianqian's sexy picture of "hugging each other on the bedside, hugging people's promises". Farewell Hua Wuxin's move suddenly made her charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

Oh my god, what they saw as a suave, handsome, god-like playboy turned out to be...a cut-off sleeve.

Several women couldn't figure it out. They just heard a few "bang bangs" and knocked themselves out one by one.

After my mother collected the money, there was no need to look at the pair of male mandarin ducks, so she closed the door and dragged the fainted woman downstairs.

Murong Qianqian patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled with a charming smile, "I'm sorry, I was really helpless by the black-hearted mother just now. If the handsome man can get out of trouble earlier, I won't make such excuses."

Hua Wuxin stood up straight, still holding her hands in front of her chest, narrowing her narrow eyes slightly and looking at her unblinkingly.

Murong Qianqian should not care about such scrutiny because she has been in the spotlight since childhood, but for some reason this handsome man's gaze is as sharp as a knife.

Murong Qianqian subconsciously took a step back, folded the fan and handed it to the front: "I will use this fan as a mortgage for the money I owe you today. I will definitely pay you back the next time I use this fan as a token!"

After saying that, he took two steps outside, preparing to go back to Piaoxiang Residence to cover his head and take a deep sleep before thinking about how to escape later.
Chapter completed!