Chapter 393: Qiao Mohan appeared

"you are lying!"
The confusion in Dong Yaru's eyes flashed by, and soon he was occupied by hatred.
"I know you guys have been in bed, you never want to fool me!"
"Don't think I will believe your rhetoric! Hahaha... I know that as long as you die, Young Master Qiao will definitely like me again, he will!"
Dong Yaru was completely irrational. She pulled Su Qing's long hair fiercely, pressed the red wine bottle against her neck, and pressed her down, just as she was about to cut Su Qing's slender neck.
"Wait a minute!"
Tang Xinluo suddenly stood out from the crowd between the lightning and flint.
"Dong Yaru, don't do it! It's just a broken relationship. Your life is still very long. You are so young and so beautiful. If you hurt someone here, do you want to spend all your next life in prison?"
Tang Xinluo had actually weakened his legs in fright.
She walked out of the crowd and also needed to support Yue Ze in order to barely exert her strength.
She is not afraid of Dong Yaru.
She was just too scared, the sharp weapon against Xiao Qing's neck!
Fortunately, she just received Xiao Qing's eye cue.
So at this time, he deliberately stepped up to attract Dong Yaru's attention.
"Haha, who I thought it was... It turned out to be the girlfriend of the grand male god! Miss Tang, you are the president of the Tang family, and you are the girlfriend of the more male god, how can you understand the pain of a female star like us! You! Ask the women present, which one of us is not eating youth food. Finally, I met Young Master Qiao, and maybe I can become Young Lady Joe's grandmother, but it's all because of this hateful woman...all her..."
The expression on Dong Yaru's face tended to be crazy, holding the red wine bottle's right hand, and pressing hard against Su Qing's neck.
The incision of the glass bottle took advantage of the situation and plunged a tiny bit into Su Qing's neck.
It's just a moment.
Su Qing's right heel suddenly stepped back and stepped heavily on Dong Yaru's instep.
"Ah----" With a cry, Dong Yaru grabbed Su Qing's hand and suddenly released.
Su Qing slid down, like a flexible loach, slid out of her confinement.
Dong Yaru only reacted at this time. Seeing Su Qing fleeing forward, she kicked Su Qing's back and kicked her to the ground.
Raising the broken red wine bottle in his hand, he was about to pierce Su Qing's back.
"Xiao Qing..."
"Don't—"
There was a smirk on Dong Yaru's face, and he was about to do it when he was suddenly hit on the back of the neck.
Before she could turn her head, her eyes went dark and she fell straight to the ground.
Everyone in the court discovered at this moment that the tall and tall Qiao Mohan had appeared behind Dong Yaru at some unknown time.
"Su Qing..."
Qiao Mohan didn't care about other people's gazes. He stepped over Dong Yaru who fell on the ground and hugged Su Qing who had fallen forward because of inertia.
"Let go of me..." Su Qing slapped Qiao Mohan's hand in angrily, but couldn't help but gasp.
"Little wild cat, don't move, you are injured."
Seeing the wound on her neck that was leaking blood, Dan Feng's eyes picked up by Qiao Mohan couldn't help but chill.
Soon, someone came in to clean up the mess.
Dong Yaru was taken down to the police, and the attendant at the club also brought in the medicine box.
"Great, Xiaoqing is fine..." Tang Xinluo was finally relieved at this moment.
After the scene just now, the last trace of strength in her body was also emptied.
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