The First Thousand One Hundred and Eighty-Six Chapters

"Miss Ye, please be careful when you speak. If you talk nonsense again, I will talk to your country's consulate." Julie's expression was calm and her tone was solemn, but her heart was in a mess.

How could Ye Qingqing know about Ji Wuxin and Kamiya Kijiu?

What else does she know?

Julie's eyes were even more sinister, Ye Qingqing must die, and people who know too many secrets can only feel at ease when they die.

Ye Qingqing could see what she was thinking, "Do you really want to kill me now? Come on, I'll wait and see what else you can do!"

She used Chinese from beginning to end. Mrs. Wu was fluent in Chinese, and Julie's watch would definitely speak Chinese. It would be better to use Chinese to scold people, and she was also protecting Harper's Bazaar.

Some things are not suitable for Bazaar to know, this poor woman can't solve her own troubles, it's better not to let her get involved.

Bazaar really didn't understand Chinese. She huddled in the corner of the elevator without saying a word, but there was hatred in her eyes. She had never wanted to kill Julie like this before. This hateful woman ruined her innocence.

Julie didn't want to argue with Ye Qingqing any more. She had a terrible headache. She was in a state of turmoil now.

She glanced at Bazaar, who was pale and miserable, and felt better. The suffering of others was her best mood modifier, especially Bazaar's.

"What's wrong with my sister? It doesn't look very comfortable? By the way, didn't you go to the toilet? Why did you return to your room?"

Julie looked concerned and asked for warmth. At first glance, it seemed like sisters were deeply in love, but in fact, the words were like knives.

Bazaar's face turned even paler, bit her lip, slowly raised her head, looked directly at Julie, and said slowly: "I'm fine, it's you who is uncomfortable, right? Your appearance is ruined, and... Please call me Her Royal Highness, after all, you haven't been titled yet, so the rules must be followed!"

Ye Qingqing was taken aback. She didn't expect that Bazaar would suddenly become strong and meet Julie head-on, but in fact, it was not good for Bazaar to face up to her face. Just!

Huaxia's thirty-six strategies, no matter which strategy can come in handy, are also a hundred times better than the positive effect. Bazaar did this, although it was cool at the time, but there are endless troubles.

Julie was even more surprised. Bazaar always kept a low voice in front of her. Is she too stimulated today?

Mrs. Wu's face sank, and she was about to reprimand her. Julie winked. She was almost at the banquet hall. She had to maintain a good image of sisterhood outside. After returning to the palace, she would teach this idiot a lesson!

"Sister doesn't seem to be in a good mood. I'll deal with her when I go back!"

Julie smiled slightly, and the sinister look in her eyes made Bazaar consciously reply, she shivered, and her back was covered in cold sweat. How could she dare to face Julie?

This woman will report her grievances, and she will definitely have no good fruit to eat when she returns. What should I do?

Ye Qingqing patted her on the shoulder lightly, "Smile, we've arrived at the banquet hall!"

We'll talk about the future later, let's solve the immediate trouble first.

Bazaar was still in high spirits, squeezed out a perfect smile, and entered the banquet hall with Ye Qingqing. The male guests who had been drugged were not there. Mrs. Dylan explained that she was drunk, Gongsun Lin and Kagel were drunk. Neither is there.

"You guys have come, I'm worried to death, Bazaar, are you alright? It doesn't look very good!" Gongsun Yao greeted him and asked questions with concern, his eyes were like searchlights. Live and measure.

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