Half of the peerless face was looming, and a dark and inexplicable gaze fell on Wenren Qianjue.
Wenren Qianjue was stunned.
What does this mysterious Seventh Prince want to do?
Just looking at the pair of deep eyes in the sedan chair, there seemed to be amusement, as if a hunter had discovered some favorite prey, and it disappeared suddenly.
The curtain fell again, and the sedan chair stopped staying and left.
Not a word was said.
Baili Chuchen clenched the tea cup in his hand, and a fine line appeared between his cold and handsome eyebrows.
When did his seventh brother, who was indifferent to everything, become so interested in this woman.
Ci'ao, Wenren Qianjue touched his nose and left without saying anything.
He was playing with me.
Also, what does that intriguing look mean?
on purpose She doesn't seem to have offended this person, right?
Sure enough, as soon as the sedan chair left, the women's angry and jealous eyes were on the other side, like sharp swords, wanting to stab her one after another.
Who is Wenren Qianjue?
How could she, a famous good-for-nothing nymphomaniac, be favored by His Majesty the Seventh Prince?
Wenren Xuexi's pretty face turned pale and her eye circles were red.
When had she ever been wronged like this?
It feels like someone slapped me in the air Her nails were embedded in her flesh.
She swore that she would pay back double the losses she suffered at the Hundred Flowers Banquet today.
After coming out of Ouyang's mansion, Wenren Qianjue was about to get on the carriage when he was suddenly blocked by someone.
Upon closer inspection, it was the woman who was scented with magnolia.
"Wenren Qianjue, don't be too arrogant."
She gritted her teeth, but deliberately lowered her voice.
There were people leaving around her, so she couldn't attract too much attention.
Wen Renqian never wanted to deal with such a boring person.
She was already in trouble and couldn't get off the stage just now.
He actually dared to mess with her.
Why don't these pampered young ladies understand what it means to learn from every experience?
Just as she was about to leave, the woman took another step in front of her.
"Let me tell you, even if you can participate in the draft, you will definitely not be able to compete with me.
Women are all based on their faces.
When the time comes, I will have a way to make you lose completely."
Her face was ferocious, and she wished she could tear Wenren Qianjue apart on the spot.
"Oh."
She glanced sideways slightly.
The woman's little face was pretty and somewhat attractive, but it was a pity that it was so different from her own body.
I really couldn't understand where her confidence came from.
Seeing her looking at her like that, the woman seemed to feel guilty and afraid that she wouldn't believe it.
She said fiercely: "If you don't believe it, let's just wait and see.
I will be a thousand times more beautiful than you and trample you under my feet."
When she said this, Wenren Qianjue kept looking at her face.
I really saw something was wrong.
Her face was paler than ordinary people, and there was something wrong with her appearance.
She couldn't tell what it was for the moment, but she felt vaguely uncomfortable. that feels like Talking to a newly resurrected thousand-year-old zombie, She listened to the woman's words coldly, and only said one sentence: "Remember, the favor of Israel's servants is not a lifetime thing.
What's more, you haven't received the favor yet."
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"What do you know" The woman gritted her teeth behind her, but she didn't dare to catch up.
On that overly powdered face, a deep and ugly wrinkle suddenly appeared, and then disappeared immediately.
The woman felt something was wrong, so she hurriedly touched it and found nothing.
She angrily got into the carriage and went home.
At the entrance of Wenren Mansion, two doormen poked their heads into the street.
As soon as he saw the carriage coming back, one immediately went in to report it, and the other hurriedly came over to greet him: "The ladies are finally back
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