Chapter 1898 She is Qiao Mohan's daughter

Very arrogant and powerless tone.

With a little bit of a soft and waxy voice that belongs to a little girl.

Su Qing frowned slightly, but didn't say much. Instead, she subconsciously walked to Lin Shasha's dressing table according to the little girl's words.

After a little searching, I found a perfume among the piles of cosmetics.

Su Qing's moist apricot eyes blinked unexpectedly.

The perfume Lin Shasha used was actually the same as hers... oh, to be precise, it was the same perfume she used before.

After breaking up with Qiao Mohan, as long as she smells the familiar fragrance of this perfume, she will think of him subconsciously.

So Su Qing had long since changed her favorite fragrance to another scent.

The delicate and soft almond eyes flashed, and a thought flashed in his mind.

Then, he was thrown away by Su Qing without hesitation.

How is it possible, she is getting more and more stupid.

Young Master Qiao is happy and happy, how could it be so different to Lin Shasha because of a small bottle of perfume.

He can even pretend not to know her and turn a blind eye to her.

If it was really because of a bottle of perfume that they were nostalgic, how could they have broken up in the first place.

Hooking her lips with a self-deprecating smile, Su Qing took the perfume, covered the chaotic emotions in her eyes, and turned to Lin Shasha and the little girl who were still deadlocked.

"Here." Su Qing subconsciously softened her voice and handed the perfume to the displeased little girl.

There was even a smile on his face.

She likes children very much, and has a good relationship with several babies in Xinluo's family. She is used to seeing those little devils... This arrogant little princess does not surprise her.

Not all cute and beautiful children are like this.

Who knows, just as she handed over the perfume, a small hand patted the back of her hand.

With a "pop", Su Qing didn't hold her steady, and the perfume smashed to the ground.

The beautifully shaped glass bottle shattered into countless pieces, and small pieces of glass were also splashed.

The entire dressing room was filled with a strong and sweet orange blossom fragrance.

"Ah" Lin Shasha couldn't help screaming.

Some female staff were also frightened and jumped up and screamed.

Only Su Qing closed her face with a soft smile just now.

There are so many shards splashing everywhere, people come and go in the dressing room, if anyone is accidentally stabbed by the flying glass shards, or someone accidentally steps on it, it will cause extremely bad consequences.

This kid, if he says he throws something, he throws something, how can he ignore the consequences at all.

She didn't know why, obviously not someone she knew, but subconsciously wanted to say something.

But before Su Qing could speak, she heard the little girl's milky but imposing voice sound: "Lin Shasha, I tell you that my daddy belongs to me, and I belong alone!"

"You are not allowed to spray this perfume in the future, and you are not allowed to pester my daddy... You, if you dare to spray this perfume again, and dare to seduce him, hum... This bottle of perfume is your fate!"

The little girl's cute pink face bulged. Her father had a soft spot for this orange blossom perfume, and he didn't know where this Lin Shasha got the news.

She actually used this advantage to occupy her father's land for three months.

Those Yingyingyanyan who were like revolving lanterns in the past were all taken away by Qiao Muer.

Only this Lin Shasha, not only sticks to her daddy like an undead cockroach, but also abducts her daddy to invest in the city, and has not gone back to see her for three whole days!

Qiao Mu'er's words finally made Lin Shasha, who was stunned, realize.

With a very difficult hoarse voice, under the control of the foreign man, she coughed and panted: "You...cough...you...you are Young Master Qiao's daughter?"

Joe's daughter...

Qiao Mohan's daughter! ?

Immediately, everyone's eyes turned to the little girl.

On the other hand, Su Qing, the hand hanging by her side trembled slightly.

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