"Hello! Master, I'm Yurou."

"Rourou, what's wrong? Why is your voice so trembling? Who bullied you?"

There was an extremely gentle and pleasant voice on the other end of the phone. The voice belonged to a woman, and I could tell that she was an extremely beautiful woman. Fan Yurou was a little surprised when she called.

"Master... Rourou knows that she is wrong, Rourou, Rourou..."

"Rourou, don't cry, what happened? Tell me." Hearing Fan Yurou's mournful tone, the other party was stunned for two seconds. His beloved disciple had never been so wronged before. It seemed that he had met his opponent.

"Master, Rourou has been bullied. Rourou's innocence, Rourou's face, and Rourou's group have been destroyed. Wuwuwu... Master, you have to help me."

"Don't cry, Rourou, be good! Where are you now? I'll go find you right now. Then you can tell me slowly." It was obvious that the other party was particularly concerned about Fan Yurou.

"Well, okay, master." Fan Yurou nodded and hung up the phone.

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"Gang leader, do you want to go out?"

"Yes. Rourou has been bullied, let me go and solve it." Her purple hair fell behind her, and a beige dress outlined her proud figure with great charm. A pair of light purple eyes were intentional or unintentional.

With his seductive eyes, high bridge of nose, and intoxicating red lips, this person is simply a work of art.

"Is he the deputy gang leader?"

"Well, I'll leave it to you to take care of it. I heard that Zuoyin woke up and I might go to China. And... my dearest friend is also in China! And... she's not dead yet, and she did such a thing

Three terrifying identities come! Oh, how are we going to deal with this! It’s a pity that I only have one identity..."

Yes, this person is Yuan Na. Since childhood, whether in kindergarten or elementary school, she has always been the little girl who followed An Zuoyin and Nanrong Huawu.

She has liked An Zuoyin since she was a child, but An Zuoyin only likes Nanrong Hua Wu in her heart, and always regards herself as her younger sister! She is jealous! Of course she is jealous. It is obvious that she met An Zuoyin first, but An Zuoyin only likes her.

Nanrong Huawu! Why, no matter in talent or personality, she feels that she is not inferior to Nanrong Huawu! Why does An Zuoyin only like Nanrong Huawu?...

Seeing Nan Rong Hua Wu shining brightly on TV, she was so jealous that she went crazy.

"Ha... Nan Rong Hua Wu! Don't you just have a prettier face than me? I will destroy you! Destroy you in front of An Zuoyin!"

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"Master, master, you are finally here." Seeing a familiar figure appear in front of her, Fan Yurou threw herself into Yuan Na's arms without caring whether she could get out of the hospital bed at this moment.

"Rourou! What's going on with you? Why did your face become like this? And why are you in such a dirty ward?" Looking at the girl whose face was covered with gauze, Yuan Na rubbed her hands in distress.

Rubbing the hair on Fan Yurou's forehead, she looked at this ordinary ward with disgust. How could Rourou live in such a place?

"Wow, my face is ruined. Also, my family has gone bankrupt and I can't afford to live in an expensive place. Master, you have to avenge me..."
Chapter completed!