He hurriedly poured her a glass of warm water, as if every little nerve of hers was holding Zhang Tinghan, and he couldn't sit still with a little wind and grass.

How can such a groundless thing be said nonsense? In case Tang Ximu knew about biting her and slandering her, how could it be good.

Shen Ruyue held the water cup, didn't want to wronged anyone, lowered her eyebrows gloomily, and explained clearly: "Sister Mu is also kind enough to invite all of us to drink coffee, everyone is fine, why did I drink alone, it is that I didn't eat the wrong thing myself, and it doesn't matter to Sister Mu." ”

Her words were very far-fetched, and her tone, intentionally or unintentionally, pointed to Tang Ximu as the murderer.

"Oh, my little ancestor, everyone is doing this to you, and you still speak for her, I don't know what to say about you!" Xiao Ling died of sorrow for her.

Everyone knows the contradiction between her and Tang Ximu.

"Xiaoling, I'm angry when you're like this!"

Shen Ruyue didn't want to cause trouble, so she would do a deeper study. I just want to make big things small and small things.

Xiao Ling stopped talking.

At this time, Zhang Tinghan lowered his eyebrows, thoughtful, but he was not necessarily angry, and there was a faint wild jump in his eyebrows.

"Brother Han, what are you thinking?" Shen Ruyue tilted her head and looked at Zhang Tinghan, who didn't seem to be very angry, with a little disappointment.

When he heard this, didn't he think Tang Ximu was hateful? Don't you feel sorry for her?

Zhang Tinghan raised his head, held her hand tightly, his face began to be angry, and solemnly promised: "Yueyue has made you suffer, I will definitely give you justice!" ”

After finishing the recording in the practice room, Tang Ximu went home early to rest, and she made an appointment in the evening.

After sleeping for two hours and recuperating her spirits, Tang Ximu sat in front of the dresser, putting all kinds of essence and skin care products on her face, and painting a beautiful and delicate makeup for going out.

The door was suddenly pushed open.

A gust of wind blowing from the door swept in, Tang Ximu looked sideways in surprise, patted his thumping chest in fright, frowned in displeasure, and continued to paint his eyebrows in the mirror.

The mouth is unforgiving: "Are you sick, don't you know how to knock on the door when you come in?" ”

"You are sick" has almost become her daily greeting to Zhang Tinghan, and she has nothing to say to him.

Zhang Tinghan couldn't help but rush in, pulling his throat and asking in her ear: "You bad woman, you actually poisoned the coffee, and the harm Ruyue went to the hospital, you say, what else can't you do!" ”

Tang Ximu's makeup hand stopped, stared at him fiercely with a side face, and his eyes fully showed the sympathy of caring for the mentally handicapped, and shook his head sympathetically.

Then he quickly turned his head to the mirror, raised the sweet corners of his mouth, and slowly applied lipstick: "Can you speak quietly, my ears are almost deaf." She told you I poisoned her? ”

Quite a faint and unfazed tone.

"Hmph, are the bad guys so rampant now?!"

Zhang Tinghan looked at the extraordinarily delicate and moving woman in disbelief, like a piece of finely carved jade, bewitching and elegant.

Tang Xi Mu was frank and open, did not explain or ignore him, was not disturbed by the outside world and put on makeup, and regarded him as air.

The clear is self-purifying, and the turbid is self-turbid, and what she has not done will never admit it.

Zhang Tinghan, who was like a piece of wood next to the pestle, didn't get a reply for a long time, that angry chest rose and fell back and forth, and his heart was surging, he was ignored?

He looked at her calmly and calmly, but he didn't know why, he became more and more angry, and his heart was heavy like a boulder, which was very uncomfortable.

He raised his hand like crazy, and angrily swept the bottles and cans on her desk to the ground, sweeping them away.