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When Shi Muxue heard this, her eyes were full of surprise, as if she didn't believe it: "How is this possible?"
"How is it impossible! I saw it with my own eyes, and I even took a photo." As she said that, Wen Yiran took out her phone and clicked on the photo she took yesterday to show Shi Muxue.
"Look, it's that country bumpkin Shi Qian!"
Shi Muxue looked at the car and people in the photo, her eyes gradually tightened, it was really Shi Qian!
She immediately said: "This car is definitely not hers." After a pause, she added: "I didn't expect Shi Qian to do such a thing."
Wen Yiran said: "Do you also think that this bitch is being kept?"
Shi Muxue said nothing, more like acquiescence.
Wen Yiran snorted coldly: "This bitch must be kept by some old man. Unfortunately, I only took a picture of this yesterday, not her sponsor."
After a pause, she added: "However, this photo is enough to prove what shameless deeds that bitch did! How can a country bumpkin with no money and no background be able to drive a multi-million sports car!"
Shi Muxue looked at Shi Qian in the photo, with a chill in her eyes.
After a few seconds of silence, she asked Wen Yiran: "What do you want to do? Do you want to expose this matter?"
Wen Yiran became even more angry when this topic was brought up.
¡° If Shi Qian hadn¡¯t had any leverage over her, she could have directly posted the photos online and bought some trolls, which would have definitely turned Shi Qian into a street rat that everyone yelled at.
¡°Perhaps netizens with powerful skills can uncover her sponsor and stage another scene of ripping off the mistress.
It¡¯s a pity that she can¡¯t do that yet.
Wen Yiran gritted his teeth and replied: "Exposure is not enough now, that bitch has something to use against me."
"What's your handle?" Shi Muxue asked again, "What's going on?"
Wen Yiran didn't want to say anything, so he said, "Nothing? Don't worry, I, Wen Yiran, will never lose to a country bumpkin."
Shi Muxue said nothing, her eyes deepened.
Wen Yiran stayed up half the night last night because of the bad weather, and soon fell asleep on the table.
When she wasn't paying attention, Shi Muxue quietly took her phone over and sent the photos to her phone.
Shi Qian originally thought Sheng Xu had given up on her.
I didn¡¯t expect this guy to come again today.
Sheng Xu walked into the classroom, sat next to Shi Qian, and said directly: "Tell me, how can I add friends?"
Shi Qian looked at him helplessly: "Why do you have to add me as a friend?"
"Chasing you, taking you to play games, taking you flying! I tell you, you will never regret joining me!" Sheng Xu said in a confident and arrogant tone.
He is the first ¡®handsome guy in the universe¡¯ to reach the tenth level map in the whole server. Now he and Mu Youming are the only two players on the tenth level map.
??Any player who plays absolute subversion, no one knows him.
He didn¡¯t believe that this woman could stop worshiping him after knowing who he was!
Wen Keer snickered on the side.
Sheng Xu also wants to take her great god to fly. If he knows that Shi Qian is the great god Mu Youming, he will definitely worship her.
Seeing Wen Keer snickering, Sheng Xu frowned: "What are you laughing at?"
Wen Keer was startled, and after taking a look at him, she immediately lowered her head and did not dare to say a word.
This is the living king of hell.
She didn¡¯t dare to mess with him.
When Shi Qian saw Sheng Xu threatening Wen Keer, she immediately became unhappy: "Young Master Sheng, it's not good to scare people"
Sheng Xu looked at Shi Qian: "Who scared her? Why don't I just ask her why she is laughing?" After a pause, he asked again: "Do you want to be friends or not?"
"No." Shi Qian frowned slightly and said lazily: "I don't play with people who are too good."
Sheng Xu: ""
Dare to say what he is good at!
"Shi Qian, you're talking about me! Do you know what level I am? I'll scare you to death if I tell you!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com