The painting she gave to Gu Mingxuan was painted seriously.

As for Xiao Shu and Lou Yuchun, they were originally men who she teased on a whim to suppress other women, so they naturally didn't bother to worry, so they copied it as it was.

These people are all obsessed with her, and she believes that they will never give the paintings they made to others at will.

But now it is such a coincidence that the three people who got her drawings are all here and they all heard the love poems she wrote...

Jiang Qingge is not stupid, she quickly realized that she was afraid that someone would deliberately do this drama!

The reason why Xiao Shu chose to confess today was to lead the painting?

But who would know that she gave three men the same painting at the same time?

Jiang Qingge couldn't think of the twists and turns when he wanted to break his head, and unconsciously turned his gaze on Su Li.

Su Li looked at her with a sarcastic look on her face. When she saw her looking over, her lips curled up slightly and she sang: "The courtesans with red sleeves in the capital are tasted by a red lips! Now our Miss Jiang is a love poem for Saburo! Jiang Qingge, you are even more powerful than the courtesans with red sleeves! Admiration! Admiration!"

Everyone heard the ridicule in her words and laughed.

Jiang Qingge's face had turned into pig liver at this time.

This *** actually compares her with the courtesan of Hongxiuzhao!

Isn’t this pointing at her nose and calling her a female sect?

"Ali, I think you said it's less!" Hua Wuyue laughed, "I think it's possible for Goro Liuro!"

"There are fewer Goro and Liuro!" A woman in the crowd echoed, "Miss Shiro and Hachiro can handle it too!"

"You said that, just underestimate Miss Jiang!" Li Yinman said contemptuously, "We Miss Jiang are good at dancing on weekdays, so that we can be eighty-four-roud in one night. Is it difficult?"

"Puff, Hachijoro!" Ruan Ling smiled and covered her stomach and screamed in pain, "Do you think she was a slap?"

"Oh, Ling'er, you understand so well!" Hua Wuyue has always been a master of harming people. At this time, she said with a stern voice, "I said, all the young men who like Miss Jiang, you can create a doll of Jiang Qingge! In this way, you can guarantee that everyone can have one, and you will never have to fight or steal it anymore! You don't have to tired us Miss Jiang! It's really a killing of multiple goals!"

"Hua Wuyue! Can you say this?" Lou Yuchun couldn't help but speak, "Your heart is so dirty!"

"Bah!" Hua Wuyue spitted, "It's obviously your Miss Jiang!"

"It's just three love paintings, what can it mean?" Lou Yuchun clenched his fists, "Even if we give the same painting, we still like Miss Jiang! We still won't like an ugly monster like you! You are just jealous of Miss Jiang!"

"That's it! You're just jealous of her!" Someone in the crowd stood up again, "Anyway, we believe in Miss Jiang!"

"I believe her too!" A sudden and hoarse voice suddenly rang, stunned everyone present.

This person is actually Gu Mingxuan!

When Fang heard this, he was so angry that he almost fainted!

"Do you still believe it? What do you believe in her? A love painting is given to three people! You have seen it with your own eyes and heard it with your own ears. Why are you still obsessed with it? You are stupid things that are born in heaven!"

Fang was filled with anger and grabbed Gu Mingxuan and kept hitting him!

Gu Mingxuan stood there, not hiding or avoiding, but just stared at Jiang Qingge straight: "Ge'er, there must be some misunderstanding, right? You actually only like me, right? Answer me! As long as you say, I believe it!"

Su Li: "…"

Everyone: "…"

Princess Yun was frightened when she saw it. She twisted her head and looked at Xiao Shu, and said in a trembling voice: "Shu'er, what do you... do you think about this?"

Xiao Shu smiled bitterly: "What else can you think? The facts are all in front of you! She is just teasing us on purpose!"

When Princess Yun heard this, she let out a long sigh of relief, stroked her chest and murmured, "Thank God!"

"Why is my mother's face?" Xiao Shu looked at her, "Do you think that I'm the same as Gu Mingxuan, and I still want to

Listen to her explanation?"

"Mother is worried!" Princess Yun's eyes were filled with tears, "Shu'er, as long as you can get out of it! Mother is really afraid that you will be trapped in it like him!"

"Mother is too worried!" Xiao Shu shook her head, "My son did like her before, but after today's incident, her son now only thinks this woman is so disgusting!"

His eyes fell on Xiao Yun next to Jiang Qingge.

Xiao Yun was also staring at Jiang Qingge at this time.

He was really jealous and jealous, especially after hearing Gu Mingxuan's words, he vaguely felt that Jiang Qingge and Gu Mingxuan must not be as simple as she said!

So, he was as nervous as Gu Mingxuan, and unknowingly grabbed Jiang Qingge's shoulder and asked again: "Ge'er, answer me, what's going on?"

Jiang Qingge really wanted to slap him in the face at this time!

At this time, why ask her so much?

He should take her out of this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, right?

Moreover, his appearance is easy to see that the relationship between the two is abnormal!

Which father would care so much about the woman who could not become his daughter-in-law after her son's courtship was blocked?

"Uncle Yun, do you even force me?" Jiang Qingge flattered his mouth and tears fell like rain. "Don't you see it? This is simply a conspiracy! A conspiracy specifically targeting me! Those paintings and other things were deliberately made and framed me! If you don't help me, do you still want to bully me with them?"

"I..." Xiao Yun was stunned for a moment and did not ask any further questions in the end.

Jiang Qingge forced his mental response: "Mingxuan, for the sake of our love, tell me, who gave you this painting?"

Gu Mingxuan was stunned by her question: "Isn't this painting... you gave it to me?"

"Did I give it to you?" Jiang Qingge looked at him with tears in his eyes, "Think about it again! Did I really give it to you? I didn't give you this painting! This painting should be given to you by your mother!"

"My mother..." Gu Mingxuan blinked. For a moment, he suddenly felt that his mind seemed to be filled with mucus. He could not think or recall. He just subconsciously repeated Jiang Qingge's words, "My mother... gave it to me..."

"Fart!" Fang scolded angrily, "Jiang Qingge, are you shameless? This painting is clearly your handwriting! I wrote it myself and drew it, but I still want to admit it?"
Chapter completed!