Just as Song Weiwei raised her hand to slap Ji Xiaoxiao across the face, Qiao Heyun suddenly turned around and slapped Song Weiwei to the ground.
"What kind of monster are you? How dare you touch An Ran?" In Qiao Heyun's eyes, Song Weiwei was never a living person, but a dispensable toy.
Song Weiwei covered her face in disbelief, her lifeless eyes staring blankly at Qiao Heyun, as if silently asking why she was being treated this way.
"That's disgusting. If you look at it again, I'll gouge your eyes out."
Flies? Just swat them dead, why worry about them?
Song Weiwei had been following Qiao Heyun for some time. Qiao Heyun was usually easy to talk to, but once he got angry, it was best not to argue with him. Otherwise, if you wanted to know how you died, you'd have to ask the King of Hell.
Forcibly suppressing the anger and pain in her heart, Song Weiwei fawned over Qiao Heyun and obediently hid to the side, not daring to appear in front of Qiao Heyun.
Qiao Heyun appreciated Song Weiwei's sensibility and simply kicked her hard in the buttocks, letting her off the hook.
With her life hanging by a thread, Song Weiwei managed to escape. She scrambled to a corner, trembling with fear.
After dealing with Song Weiwei, Qiao Heyun's attention turned to Ji Xiaoxiao. "Xu Li'anran, you've got guts! You actually dared to take out those photos."
"Do you really think I won't do anything to you?" Qiao Heyun and Ji Xiaoxiao exchanged glances, one ruthless, the other calm, evenly matched, neither able to gain the upper hand.
The Qiao family's power is immense; if Ji Xiaoxiao were to confront them, there would be absolutely no way she could escape unscathed. Although Ji Xiaoxiao has been cultivating the Dao Heaven Technique for some time, it has only strengthened her body and made her a little stronger than the average person; she has certainly not reached the miraculous level of moving mountains and filling seas.
A moment of patience brings calm, a step back opens up a vast expanse.
"Yes, of course you can." Ji Xiaoxiao parted her lips slightly. "I'm nobody to you. Isn't it perfectly reasonable for you to do this to me?"
The hand that was tightly pinching Ji Xiaoxiao's cheek paused for a moment, as if it was running out of strength.
"We are..." His words were cut short as someone tightly wrapped their arms around his neck.
Qiao Heyun's face suddenly turned pale; in an instant, his high spirits turned into utter dejection. If Ji Xiaoxiao hadn't been keeping a close eye on Qiao Heyun, she might not have noticed at all.
"Let's go." Qiao Heyun shook off his hand and quickly turned to leave.
Ji Xiaoxiao looked at Qiao Heyun's slightly hunched back. How could a proud and fearsome person like him show such a wounded look?
Completely baffled, Ji Xiaoxiao shook her head and easily put it down. Right now, the most important thing is selecting the film; other minor matters can be discussed later.
After leaving the house and getting into the car, Ji Xiaoxiao arrived at the foot of a skyscraper. Looking up, the building soared into the clouds, its top invisible. Floor-to-ceiling windows reflected dazzling light, gleaming like an inviolable shrine.
As soon as Ji Xiaoxiao got out of the car, passersby who recognized the original owner of the body immediately started pointing and gossiping. Some said good things, some were supportive, and of course, some said bad things and some were disdainful.
The ocean embraces all rivers, its vastness lies in its inclusiveness; a towering cliff stands firm, its strength lies in its lack of desire.
Ignoring the malice, Ji Xiaoxiao calmly walked into the building. The heat of the crowd quickly dissipated in the cool and comfortable air conditioning.
"Boss, this is...."
In the quiet hall, five handsome men and beautiful women walked towards us. The man in the front row was particularly striking, with flawless good looks and an imposing presence that made him stand out from the crowd.
Everyone loves beautiful women, and Ji Xiaoxiao was no exception. She stared blankly as the man walked away before reluctantly entering the elevator.
"Who is that?" The man who had been striding forward stopped in his tracks after the elevator doors closed.
"It is Xu Li'anran," one person said respectfully.
"It's her." The man's eyes gleamed with interest.
"She's the one tonight." A business-like tone.
---Aside---
Thank you for the five-star rating from Shenyu_Qingchen!
Thank you for the five-star rating from Shenyu_Qingchen!
Thank you for the five-star rating from Shenyu_Qingchen!
P.S.: The editor told Xiaoming that it will be available on the 20th!
My dears, it's been almost two years since I came to 520 Novels, and Xiaoming's novel can finally be published!
Please support Xiaoming, my dears, because he works so hard!
Otherwise, if the water floods Jinshan Temple, Xiaoming will cry himself to death!
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