“……”

"Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Li Qinghuan stood in front of her, his tone changed sharply, and he was a little colder, with questions and reprimands, "That night, you and Hanchen ...... You guys! ”

Qiao An raised her head in a daze, looked up at her, and frowned inexplicably, "What do you want to say?" ”

Her voice is very soft, and with this confused expression, she looks like a poor green tea.? Follow? Dream?. lā

Li Qinghuan sneered almost inaudibly, was she using this face to confuse Mu Jingxi?

"Miss Qiao, in order not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings between you and Sanshao, I have already explained it to you clearly. What about you? You and Hanchen, that night, between you...... What have been done! ”

The last sentence is an almost hysterical question.

Jo Ann trembled with fear, she covered her ears tightly with her hands, her eyes full of fear, "I don't know...... I don't know anything, what about Jingxi? I'm looking for Jingxi ......"

She looked around, suddenly pushed Li Qinghuan away, jumped off the sofa, and ran out.

The servants and psychiatrists who were guarding the door were startled when they saw her running out, and anxiously shouted behind her, "Miss Qiao, where are you going?" ”

"Miss Qiao, don't run! Beware of not falling! ”

Li Qinghuan was pushed by her and staggered, her calf slammed into the coffee table, and she gasped for air with a piercing pain.

With a low curse, she turned to leave.

In the hall downstairs, Mu Jingxi hugged Xiao Nuomi and teased her.

The sound of messy footsteps continued from the upper floors to the bottom.

The three of them looked at the same time, and saw Qiao An running downstairs in a panic.

Xiao Nuomi was stunned, and her small mouth opened, "Ma Ma!" ”

Before Song Yunchi could react, a fragrant and soft little glutinous rice was stuffed in his arms, and when he stared at Xiao Nuomi, Mu Jingxi had already taken the lead in rushing upstairs and hugged Qiao An.

"Jojo, what's wrong?"

As soon as Qiao An saw him, she immediately flattened her mouth aggrievedly, hugged his neck tightly with her arms, and buried her head in her neck socket aggrievedly, refusing to speak.

Behind her, there were servants and psychiatrists who had caught up.

Also, Li Qinghuan, who slowly kept up.

The man in his arms refused to say what was going on, so he wrung his eyebrows and scolded the servant, "What's going on?" ”

"Sanshao, we don't know what's going on, I'm waiting at the door of the study with the doctor. Miss Qiao suddenly ran out and ran downstairs in such a panic. The servant explained tremblingly.

The psychiatrist nodded, "Yes, Sanshao." ”

Li Qinghuan felt an unusually cold gaze, looking at her.

She raised her hand and brushed her hair, and there was no expression on her pale face, "I explained everything to her, and I did everything I promised you." ”

"How could Jojo be like this?"

Mu Jingxi asked the point....

Scold.

Is it really on the tip of your heart?

It's just madness, is it worth it?

It is said that there is a fine line between a genius and a madman.

It is not difficult to destroy a genius.

Joan's reaction now seems that she is not far from going crazy.

Li Qinghuan pursed the corners of his lips, as if he had been greatly sarcastic and insulted, and held the handrail of the stairs tightly with one hand, and the green tendons on the back of his hand burst out.

"I shouldn't have come." She laughed at herself, "I thought I was here to help, but I didn't expect it to be humiliating." ”

"What do you mean?"