Chapter 1030

"I've been playing seriously from beginning to end, I ......" Yun Qianrou choked up, looking at Lu Cheng's eyes, with a touch of grievance.

Lu Cheng was stunned, and suddenly remembered Mrs. Lu's warning.

Yun Tian will definitely not let Yun Qianrou get the runner-up easily, and he will definitely do something to stop her, so that he will protect Yun Qianrou no matter what.

Lu Cheng felt sorry for Yun Tian and felt guilty about her, but those things had passed, and Yun Tian had already sought justice for himself.

What Wan Bo and Jian Ninglu did was exposed under everyone's noses, and the two of them couldn't escape the prison disaster.

Even if he wanted to compensate Yun Qian now, it was already too late, and Yun Tian would not be rare in his compensation at all.

For the sake of his future, he must be oriented to Yun Qianrou.

Lu Cheng took a deep breath and said lightly, "If there is no evidence, you should be cautious in your words and deeds." ”

Yun Qian looked at Yun Qianrou, who was implicitly proud, and smiled faintly.

Unexpectedly, she didn't hold on to it, but said, "Since you don't have any doubts about what happened three years ago, let's continue with the award ceremony." ”

Not to mention Yun Qianrou, even everyone at the scene was stunned.

Obviously, everyone didn't expect that according to Yun Tian's temperament that had just reached the extreme, he would be so careless.

Although she didn't have a famous word, everyone could see that Yun Tian clearly had something to say.

"Miss Cloud......"

"Isn't she going to go deeper? Even if that Jian Ninglu took the matter on himself, none of us are stupid, and at a glance, we knew that someone was specifically leaning in the whole cloud, and the other party was too vicious! ”

"There is no evidence, Yun Qian is really a pity, if it weren't for that thing, three years ago, in the world, the person who shined was her, not the shameless Yun Qianrou!"

"That's right! After this competition, the perfume organization must compensate Miss Yun Ting, she can't be scolded for so long! ”

Before the award ceremony begins, there is still an important part to go.

For the sake of fairness and fairness of the competition, and in order to motivate and comfort those perfumers who have not won the ranking, those perfumes that have won the ranking will be publicly displayed for more than 30 perfumers to enjoy.

Soon, Wan Bo was carried off the stage by the hospital, Jian Ninglu was taken away by the police, and the witnesses invited by Yun Tian also returned to the audience.

The award-winning fragrances were placed on the stage in order.

From the runner-up to the tenth place, he quickly returned to his place, but the perfume of Yun Tilt was always held in the hand of the ghost, and no one dared to ask the man for it.

As a last resort, the staff only seemed to be asking for help.

Yun tilted for a moment, looked at the empty champion seat, and turned around and walked towards the judges' seat.

She walked up to Ghost and held out her small, snow-white hand towards him, "Mr. Ghost, please give me back my perfume." ”

This is what she promised to give to Bei Ming Ye Xuan, and she was always held by another man, like what?

Ghost's gaze enveloped her, and he could clearly see her unkind expression, and asked in a low voice, "Are you going to take your perfume and give each of them a sniff?" ”

Yun Qian thought about it, if it was her, it didn't matter, but this was going to be given to her boyfriend.

According to the cleanliness of the Northern Night, more than 30 people have taken the things they have sniffed, and if they give it to him, they all have a feeling of imperfection......

Yun Tian smiled slightly, "Of course not." ”

Ghost couldn't help but laugh and gave her back the perfume.

Yun Tian took over his work, drooping his long eyelashes, and loved to smile.

Then she raised her hand to uncork the bottle, and her thin white fingers pulled out a graceful flower-like gesture in the air, as if a warm yellow dark fragrance was "twisted" from the mouth of the bottle.

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