Sweetheart didn't know who she should help in an instant, and frankly she didn't want to help anyone, but she didn't expect Qiu Qianqian to help her speak this time, otherwise otherwise...... This cup of coffee was most likely spilled on her!

"Big**......"

"Shut up for me!" Su Rong raised her hand and beckoned Qiu Qianqian's face, "Slut, have you eaten the bear-hearted leopard and dared to take our Qingyue's card! You are too shameless, since you are shameless, I will let you have no face now!"

Su Rong was so jealous that she was so powerful that she pushed Qiu Qianqian, who was already unstable, to the ground in an instant.

She didn't care about her image, she punched and kicked Qiu Qianqian in front of Starbucks like a shrew, pulled her hair, scratched her face, and stepped on her high heels so that she was bruised all over her body, and even the little finger of her right hand was swollen.

Although from her own point of view, Sweetheart doesn't want to help either of them, to put it bluntly, it's not the two of them who asked for it. But Qiu Qianqian fell to the ground and had no power to fight back, what if she was injured if she continued like this?

Thinking of this, the sweetheart hurriedly hugged Su Rong from behind: "Big **, stop for a moment, we can't hit people, let-"

"Let it go!" Su Rong waved her hand, and a narrow and slender blood mark was drawn on her sweetheart's face, and the white and tender skin on her face ached, and a string of blood beads immediately appeared.

Ahh

Why scratch me! I'm just here to make soy sauce!

The onlookers were stunned by Su Rong's fierce momentum and the endless words that could greet people's ancestors, obviously they didn't expect a woman who looked elegant and decent to start a rush to be so terrifying, and they all retreated.

Su Rong's hair was scattered, and her clothes were crooked in the process of fighting, but she seemed to be beating Qiu Qianqian to death here today, and she couldn't stop at all.

She even picked up the chair casually and smashed it on Qiu Qianqian's body as if she was about to smash it, Qiu Qianqian fell to the ground holding her head in pain, and her mouth was full of fishy sweet liquid.

Sweetheart was afraid that she would really kill someone, so she simply pounced on it in a rage, snatched down the chair one by one, slammed it on the open space on the side, and screamed: "I said you stop!"

This sharp voice made Su Rong's hand beat, and the sweetheart immediately pulled Qiu Qianqian up and protected her behind her.

Su Rong gasped, her image was completely gone, and she glared at her sweetheart viciously like a dominatrix: "What do you mean, you are going to do it against you?"

Sweetheart looked at the old fat and was now beaten like this by Su Rong, her whole body was covered with dirt, and there was no piece of exposed skin that was not bruised, and she couldn't help but feel bad in her heart, and her tone was a little rushed: "What are you fighting, why are you fighting here, isn't it ashamed to celebrate the New Year?

"What do I have to say to this little San'er! This kind of person should be killed directly!" Su Rong looked red-eyed, and grabbed her sweetheart's arm and dragged it vigorously, "You get up for me! Otherwise, I won't even greet you! You are not a good thing after all, you have been helping her contact our family Qingyue, right! I really lost my eyes! I trusted you so much before!"

Sweetheart glared at her, but she was a little weak in her heart, and after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that she was still ...... That's really the case, didn't I be sent as a correspondent to help my eldest brother bring a message this time......