Yan Qingqing looked at Ruan Xiaoxiao.
She felt like she was going to throw up from disgust!
This woman was really such a fake b*tch.
She was really good at playing a saintess.
"Sheng Qian, are you here to cause trouble?" Yan Qingqing asked with a dark expression.
Seeing that she was about to make a move, Chi Jiao immediately stopped her and said with a smile, "Qingqing, don't argue with a dying person. After all, we must respect the dead."
A dying person?
Sheng Qian frowned and pointed at himself. He looked at Chi Jiao in disbelief. "You're talking about me?"
Chi Jiao nodded without hesitation.
Sheng Qian's face turned green. "Are you cursing me?"
If not for Xiaoxiao and Yun Yumeng, he would have slapped her.
This wretched girl dared to curse him. She was courting death.
Yun Yumeng looked at Chi Jiao in confusion. "Jiaojiao, can you tell us more?"
