Chapter 393: Qiao Mohan Appears

"you're lying!"

The confusion in Dong Yaru's eyes flashed, and soon, hatred took over again.

"I know you've already slept, you can't lie to me!"

"Don't think I'll believe your rhetoric! Hahaha... I know that as long as you die, Young Master Qiao will definitely like me again, definitely!"

Dong Yaru was completely out of her mind. She grabbed Su Qing's long hair fiercely and pressed the red wine bottle against her neck, and she was about to cut Su Qing's slender neck.

"Wait a minute!"

Between the lightning and flint, Tang Xinluo suddenly stood up from the crowd.

"Dong Yaru, don't do it! It's just a lovelorn. People's life is still very long. You are still so young and beautiful. If you hurt someone here, do you want to spend the rest of your life in prison?"

Tang Xinluo was actually so frightened that her legs went weak.

She walked out of the crowd, and she also needed to support Yue Ze in order to exert her strength.

She is not afraid of Dong Yaru.

She was just too scared, the sharp weapon against Xiaoqing's neck!

But fortunately, she just received Xiaoqing's eyes prompt.

So at this time, I deliberately stood up to attract Dong Yaru's attention.

"Haha, who I thought... It turned out to be the girlfriend of the great male god! Miss Tang, you are the president of the Tang family and the girlfriend of the Yue male god, how can you understand the pain of female stars like us! You Ask these women present, which one of us is not eating youth food. Finally, I met Qiao Shao, maybe I can become Qiao's young grandma, but it's all because of this hateful woman... It's all her... "

The expression on Dong Yaru's face tended to be crazy, she held the right hand of the red wine bottle and pressed it hard on Su Qing's neck.

The incision of the glass bottle, taking advantage of the trend, stabbed a micrometer into Su Qing's neck.

In the nick of time.

Su Qing's right heel suddenly stepped back and stepped on Dong Yaru's instep.

"Ah—" With a cry of pain, Dong Yaru suddenly released the hand that grabbed Su Qing.

Su Qing slid down, like a flexible loach, slipping out of her confinement.

It was only then that Dong Yaru reacted. Seeing that Su Qing fled forward, she kicked Su Qing's back and knocked her to the ground.

Holding up the broken red wine bottle in his hand, he was about to stab Su Qing's back.

"Xiaoqing..."

"don't want--"

Dong Yaru had a sly smile on her face, and was about to start when she was suddenly hit on the back of her neck.

Before she could turn around, she fell straight to the ground as soon as her eyes got dark.

Only then did everyone in the arena realize that the tall and tall Qiao Mohan appeared behind Dong Yaru at some point.

"Su Qing..."

Qiao Mohan didn't care about other people's eyes, stepped over Dong Yaru, who was lying on the ground, and directly hugged Su Qing, who had already fallen forward because of inertia.

"Let go of me..." Su Qing patted Qiao Mohan's hand angrily, but couldn't help gasping.

"Little wild cat, don't move, you are injured."

Seeing the wound on her neck that was oozing blood, Qiao Mohan's phoenix eyes, which he picked up, couldn't help cooling down.

Soon, someone came in to clean up the mess.

Dong Yaru was taken down and handed over to the police, and the waiter in the clubhouse also brought in a medicine box.

"Great, Xiaoqing is fine..." Tang Xinluo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After the scene just now, the last bit of strength on her body was taken away.

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