Jian Shutong's eyes stagnated for a moment.

She frowned and looked at Shi Qinglan, and saw the girl's delicate face and skin full of snow. She was smiling at herself at this moment, with her eyebrows and eyes full of openness.

"You said you are Qingyue?" Jian Shutong smiled slightly and laughed.

Shi Qinglan picked up the corners of his eyes lazy and charmingly, and his clear eyes were a little enchanting, "Maybe Miss Jian will disappoint you. Your so-called mistress... is exactly me."

"I am Qingyue!" Her red lips opened lightly, and her crisp voice was like bluestones in the water, with clear words and clear words.

Jian Shutong's pupils suddenly shrank, and suddenly felt her scalp numb.

Even though I felt that this was incredible, when I met Shi Qinglan's eyes, I read the confidence and determination from her eyes, and I could not see any disgusting feelings of guilt.

"How could you..." Jian Shutong's voice tightened.

She stared at the girl in front of her, her eyes as if she was about to penetrate her, and she wanted to see through this beautiful skin, peeling her silk and scorching her cocoon to see how true her words were.

Shi Qinglan's red lips curled up slightly, "How is it impossible?"

Her eyes drooped slightly, her slender and fair jade fingers were playing with the photos, and there was a hint of ridicule in her smile.

"Ms. Jian wants to step on me in the studio, but I still remember that when I came to Qinglan Water Pavilion today, did I send my face over to beat me?" Shi Qinglan's eyes were slightly cold when he looked at her.

Jian Shutong felt a little guilty because of her questioning.

She held her handbag tightly, and her long fingernails were sucked into the skin slowly. "Miss Shi doesn't need to make up such a lie for the sake of face. If Qingyue is really a wealthy daughter, how could she not disclose her identity and make herself feel more like a fish in water?"

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan couldn't help but feel a little funny.

In Jian Shutong's eyes, identity background is the most reliable guarantee for being in the entertainment industry. She thought so, and felt that everyone should like to show off their identity just like her.

Unfortunately, neither Shi Qinglan nor Shi Qingan did this.

"Believe it or not." She threw a few words in her voice.

As she finished speaking, she raised her hand and threw the photos on Jian Shutong's face. The photo paper was sharp. When a corner of the photo was brushing her face, she scratched it hard.

"Hiss--" Jian Shutong took a breath of cold air in pain.

She immediately raised her hand to cover her face, feeling a sensation of scorching pain in her delicate skin, and could vaguely detect a few sticky and coolness, as if a trace of blood was seeping out of the wound

Jian Shutong's face changed slightly, "Shi Qinglan, you..."

"Ms. Jian, you can directly post this set of photos to Weibo and try what the consequences will be!"

Shi Qinglan narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of displeasure in his cool eyes, "I warn you for the last time, don't mess with me again, otherwise it will be as simple as slashing my face next time!"

After the sound came to an end, she closed the door of the villa directly.

A loud noise suddenly rang, "Bang-"

A sharp cool breeze was stirred up when the door was closed. The door that was unexpectedly closed almost hit Jian Shutong's face, scaring her so much that she staggered backwards and almost sprained her ankle and fell down the stairs.

"Shi Qinglan!" Jian Shutong was so angry that she was about to get angry.

Her chest was so angry that she kept undulating. She looked down at the photos thrown to the ground, her eyes full of resentment and dissatisfaction.

But just as she was about to bend down to pick up the photo, she suddenly heard a cold voice coming from behind, as if sweeping over a little cold anger, "What are you doing here?"

Upon hearing this, Jian Shutong's back suddenly stiffened.

Her palm was filled with cold sweat in an instant. When her eyes swept through the photos, a strong sense of guilt occupied the entire heart!

It's only the hour now, how could Bo Yucheng, as the president, come home from get off work so early? This is something she didn't expect...

"Bo, Master Bo." Jian Shutong responded guiltily.

She immediately bent down in panic and picked up the photos and hid them. However, the man walked over in a meteor and suddenly bent down to pick up a photo scattered on the ground...

Seeing this, Bo Yucheng's narrow eyes suddenly narrowed.

He raised his eyes and looked at Jian Shutong. A little bit of sinister gradually appeared in his deep pupils, sweeping away anger and coldness. "Where did these photos come from?"

Upon hearing this, Jian Shutong's heart sank down.

The sticky feeling of cold sweat in her palm made her feel a little uncomfortable. She pursed her lips tightly, "Master Bo, I..."

"Are you here to send these photos to Lanlan?" Bo Yucheng's voice was cold, and the sonorous words were full of inquiries.

The purpose of Jian Shutong's behavior this time cannot be more obvious.

She didn't know that Qingyue was Shi Qinglan, and she gave photos to them to disagree with their relationship. She hoped that she could use Shi's chaebol daughter as a gun to help her deal with Qingyue!

"I... Master Bo, I'm not..."

"Enough." Bo Yucheng suddenly interrupted her.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at the woman tightly. His eyes were as deep as a pool, and his eyes were deep and mysterious. But this unpredictable meaning was the most terrifying. "I don't need to listen to your explanation."

Jian Shutong's back gradually became covered in cold sweat.

She had calculated the time when she came to Qinglan Water Pavilion. She thought that Bo Yucheng, as the top wealthy family, should be very busy. Even ordinary salarymen have just gotten off work. Unexpectedly, the person in charge has already returned home early...

"What's the name?" Bo Yucheng opened his cold lips lightly.

He was not interested in remembering the names of other women. At most, because this person had provoked him, Lan Lan barely remembered that his surname seemed to be Jian.

The woman gritted her teeth and said, "Jian Shutong..."

"Jian Shutong." Bo Yucheng repeated her name in a cold voice, then sneered, "I remember."

I reluctantly remember it for two days, and then I forgot it after I finish it.

Jian Shutong heard the danger in the man's voice, and she said in a panic, "Master Bo, actually, things are not what you think. These photos are not me..."

"Ms. Jian thinks I'm blind?" Bo Yucheng interrupted her.

Upon hearing this, Jian Shutong suddenly stopped and her body was slightly stiff.

Then he heard the man's voice say coldly, "Come and send photos to Lanlan to try to sow discord, and then treat her as a gun to help you deal with people you don't like. Miss Jian is a good way."

"I..." Jian Shutong was instantly panicked.

She has never been a clever person. She used to rely on Sister Jiu in marketing like that. Now when she faces Bo Yucheng alone, she completely showed her timidity!

Bo Yucheng curled his lips gently, "Miss Jian, I advise you to enjoy the last two days of scenery... Since you dare to provoke Lanlan, you should have thought about the consequences that need to be borne!"

Upon hearing this, Jian Shutong swayed slightly and staggered backwards.

She felt a stream of blood rushing to her head, which made her feel a little confused, but before she could recover, she heard a sound, "Bang--".
Chapter completed!