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Wen Ruchu smiled and was about to answer, but Ji Jiaoqian opened her mouth again and continued: "If this is really the case, then I really want to feel sorry for you, although the prince is indeed more powerful than Luoheng, but he is not as considerate and affectionate as Luoheng, and he loves you." We women, after all, we still have to find a man who loves us to be happy! ”

Ji Jiaoqian said unhurriedly, but every word was mocking and sneering.

implied that Wen Ruchu got rid of Luoheng, who had cared for her for many years, in order to get rid of the prince, but as a result, the prince didn't care about her at all. It's just a joke.

Although she knew that Ji Jiaoqian would definitely not let go of Luoheng's stalk, Wen Ruchu also made mental preparations, but when she said this, her face still changed slightly involuntarily.

She tried hard to restrain herself, wanting to continue to keep her smile and continue to fight back against Ji Jiaoqian coldly, but she opened her mouth and couldn't say a word.

It turned out that she still overestimated herself.

As long as Luo Heng lives in her heart for a day, as long as this wound lies here for a day, no matter how much psychological preparation she makes, no matter how good her acting skills are, she can't really be indifferent.

Luo Heng is already her fatal wound, and whoever touches it will hurt her fiercely.

Ji Jiaoqian looked at Wen Ruchu's face and smiled proudly.

She just said, Wen Ruchu can face all her attacks calmly, but as long as she is the killer of Luoheng, no matter how powerful she is, it is useless.

It was rare to have the upper hand, Ji Jiaoqian naturally would not let go of such a good opportunity, and continued to speak, "Ruchu, what's wrong with you?" Why is your face suddenly so ugly? Are you okay? Am I saying something wrong again? ”

Then, she suddenly patted her head and suddenly realized: "I'm sorry, Ruchu, I didn't mean to mention Brother Luoheng in front of you, I thought you would let it go, you have the prince, Brother Luoheng also has a wife, you have long been separated, you didn't expect you to mind so much...... ”

Ji Jiaoqian pretended to be unintentional, but it was equivalent to directly announcing to the world: Wen Ruchu fell in love with the prince and didn't want Luoheng, but as a result, she couldn't let go of Luoheng, and she was decisive green, tea, and bitch!

The matter between Wen Ruchu and the crown prince broke out before, and all the people in the circle made various speculations about their relationship, but there has been no confirmation.

Now, Ji Jiaoqian has told this exciting inside story word by word, and the reporters are so excited that they are going crazy, their eyes wide open and their ears pricked up, lest they miss a word.

Seeing that Ji Jiaoqian was talking more and more, Mo Fei's face became ugly, and he scolded sharply: "Ji Jiaoqian, have you said enough?" ”

"Oh, look at my mouth, I can't stop talking, but you also know, I've always been a straightforward person, what do you say, you won't be as hypocritical as someone, you won't blame me?"

Ji Jiaoqian looked at Wen Ruchu provocatively, looking at her extremely difficult face, she only felt a burst of comfort in her heart, and the resentment that had been gathered in her heart for many years also took a big breath.

After many years, she finally waited for this moment.

Because today is very important to Wen Ruchu, she doesn't dare to have the slightest accident, so she can provoke her and humiliate her unscrupulously.

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