Chapter 1021: People sit at home, the pot comes from the sky

Jiang Qingyun only felt that the man opposite was carrying hostility, and that hostility was about to freeze her whole person.
Her body trembled slightly, with fear in her eyes, she asked in a trembling voice: "You...do you know who I am? How dare you stop me like this?"
Wen Muchu gave a cold snort, and he looked at Jiang Qingyun indifferently.
"I don't know who you are, but I only know that if someone dared to do something to my girlfriend, then even if the king of heaven comes, I will still retaliate."
Jiang Qingyun's entire body was like a cave in the ice.
This man, the breath radiating from his body is so cold, so cold.
It's like, like... her elder brother.
Thinking of this, Jiang Qingyun's body trembled suddenly.
A panic spread slowly from his heart.
After Wen Muchu said those words, he slammed Jiang Qingyun away.
"Remember, if you dare to touch my girlfriend a finger, I will make you repay a thousand and a hundred times..."
Lan Xiao stood aside, and all his eyes shone with sweetness.
She squinted a pair of star eyes and looked at Wen Muchu with emotion.
She was so handsome, how could she be so handsome, her boyfriend's power was so overwhelming that she was about to explode.
Being so protected by him, she didn't worry at all that she would suffer from others.
Lan Xiao snuggled against Wen Muchu's side and glanced at Jiang Qingyun coldly.
"This lady, I really don't know, where did I offend you and make you want to beat me?"
Jiang Qingyun was thrown away by Wen Muchu, she staggered back a few times, a face full of anger.
Although in the bottom of my heart, she is somewhat afraid of Wen Muchu, but she is usually arrogant.
How can I swallow this breath?
So Jiang Qingyun bit her lip and glared at Lan Xiao and Wen Muchu.
"You two are a couple, aren't you? Lan Xiao, you already have a girlfriend, why are you going to provoke others? Do you know that you are hurting others..."
Lan Xiao was a little confused, what does this woman mean?
Who did she provoke?
"You have to make it clear to me, who did I provoke?" Lan Xiao asked in a low frown.
Jiang Qingyun's eyes were red with anger, and his eyes were full of resentment and injustice.
The scene was completely deadlocked for a while.
At this moment, suddenly another woman ran in from outside.
Lan Xiao looked up, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes, and exclaimed in a low voice: "Song Qiaoqiao, why are you here?"
Song Qiaoqiao ran in and looked up, completely stunned.
"Lan Xiao, what a coincidence."
Jiang Qingyun grabbed Song Qiaoqiao's hand and gritted his teeth and asked: "Qiaoqiao, the woman he likes, makes him miss the woman who has lovesickness, is she the one?"
Song Qiaoqiao reacted, I am afraid that this eldest lady was in conflict with Lan Xiao.
There was a layer of cold sweat on her forehead, and she tugged at the corners of her lips.
"Qingyun, calm down, this is not Lan Xiao's fault. She already had a boyfriend. When I met her, she already had a boyfriend. All of this is just wishful thinking of my brother... You must not blame me on Lan Xiao."
Lan Xiao's eyes flashed, and suddenly he thought of Song Hefeng.
She couldn't help sliding a row of black lines in front of her eyes, and she asked with a headache: "Song Qiaoqiao, Song Hefeng is your brother, so this Miss Jiang is for your brother to fight against the injustice? What do you remember? What is lovesickness? Song Qiaoqiao, what the is going on?"
Song Qiaoqiao smiled apologetically at Lan Xiao.
Jiang Qingyun had red eyes and stared at Lan Xiao angrily.
"What's the matter? It's not that you woman seduce Hefeng... It's all your fault. If you didn't seduce him, how could he be sick now, lying in bed without eating or drinking? He hasn't been for several days. Going to school... the whole person is almost gone..."
Lan Xiao scratched the back of his head, looking at Song Qiaoqiao with a bewildered expression.
"Can't afford to be sick? Don't eat or drink? I said Song Qiaoqiao, what is going on with Song Hefeng? When I first met with him, he had a picture on his phone. You can tell me clearly, he Did you give him the photos on the phone?"
Song Qiaoqiao's eyes dodge a little, bowed his head with a guilty conscience and chuckled.
"Um...this thing, I don’t know how it got to this point. A few months ago, I didn’t come back from Lingcheng. For my own happiness, I went on a hunger strike with my family and rebelled against family marriage. He Feng Just give me cover, secretly stuffed food for me. Come and go, I'm bored, so I told Hefeng what I experienced in Lingcheng."
"He Feng, he listened, he became interested in you, harassing me, asking me for your picture. He even threatened me, if I don’t give him the picture, he would tell me about my fake hunger strike. Mom and Dad. I can’t help it, so I gave him a photo I secretly took. How did I know that you were admitted to Jinjing University, and then you became classmates with Hefeng so by chance."
Lan Xiao helped her forehead helplessly, what is this called?
Therefore, it can also explain why Song Hefeng has a picture of her in his hands, and why Song Hefeng fell in love with her so quickly.
It turned out that Song Hefeng had already developed a strong interest in her before he saw her?
"You didn't tell him, did I already have a boyfriend?" Lan Xiao asked unwillingly.
Song Qiaoqiao scratched his head and glanced at Wen Muchu who was already darkened.
She replied in a very small voice.
"Well, I didn't know you had a boyfriend at the time. I only found out when I went to Lingcheng for the second time. Before I could tell He Feng, you followed Jin Jing..."
Lan Xiao was speechless, she looked at Wen Muchu with a headache.
A small face is full of innocence and grievance.
"Chu Chu, you can't blame me for this...what's my name? People sit at home and the pot comes from the sky..."
Wen Muchu's face was gloomy, he was very unhappy, and looked at Song Qiaoqiao coldly.
Song Qiaoqiao immediately stood up straight and smiled at him.
"Um...this matter, although it was caused by me, but...I didn't mean it. I didn't think that the stinky boy who had never thought about girls, based on some things and photos, actually came to Lan Xiao. How do you like it?"
Jiang Qingyun, who was standing on the side, burst into tears when he heard this.
She looked at Song Qiaoqiao with a bitter expression on her face, and she cried so much that it was heartbreaking.
"Song Qiaoqiao, you're too much. You know, I like Japanese style, why don't you match me with Japanese style? You disappointed me too much. It's better now, and all the hearts of Japanese style have been taken by other women. Occupy it, what can I do? He Feng doesn't like me, I'll die...none of you stop me..."