Knowing your mistakes can make a lot of improvements.

"Okay." Liu Zhenying immediately took the towel, not hiding his emotions, and said with joy, "I will help you reluctantly."

Considering the fact that you will be injured today, I won’t tell you.

She obediently took the towel, came up to him, slowly stood on tiptoes, and wiped him carefully.

Her apricot eyes are clear in black and white, and in the sunshine, her gentle and patient appearance makes her look like a virtuous little wife.

Qu Xiaojue, on the other hand, was handsome and cold-faced. From his chin to his fingertips, everything showed the perfection and strength of a man. He slightly stretched out his hand to support Liu Zhenying's arm, so that she could use his strength to avoid having to step on her feet too hard.

There were two people, one tall and tall, the other slim and clean. From a distance, they looked like scenes from an idol drama.

At least it looks so beautiful to outsiders.

Liu Qixia stood on the balcony of her room, her nails digging into her palms mercilessly, jealousy shining brightly in the corners of her eyes and brows.

Why?

Why did she restrain herself and work hard since she was a child, and finally become a famous lady in Nancheng District? She worked hard to win the favor of the heir of the Guo family.

But Liu Zhenying appeared out of nowhere and didn't understand any rules. She was like a wild country woman, but she was able to easily make Qu Xiaojue fall in love with her.

What kind of existence is the Qu family in Nancheng District, and how can Guo Zhe be compared with them?

Listening to the ringtone on her cell phone, a calculating smile appeared on Liu Qixia's beautiful and self-possessed face.

The call was quickly connected, and her voice was slightly flattering: "Ms. Liao, this is Liu Qixia."

"Oh." Liao Qingqing lay lazily on the bed, wearing a silk nightgown, with some subtle sarcasm hidden in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows: "What do you want from me?"

"I don't want to disturb you at will, but I really can't stand it when someone covets the person that others like, let alone using youth and ignorance as an excuse to do whatever they want..."

"Are you talking about Liu Zhenying?"

Before Liu Qixia could finish speaking, Liao Qingqing interrupted rudely.

Liao Qingqing was startled for a moment and then nodded: "Yes, although she is my sister, I can't..."

"Okay, I know about this." Liao Qingqing simply didn't have the patience to play tricks with Liu Qixia. She looked at the bright red paint on her nails with a frivolous mockery in her eyebrows: "Also

What's the matter?"

"Miss Liao, aren't you angry?" Liu Qixia's thoughts were impure and her tone was tentative: "You and the lord are also childhood sweethearts, but you are inexplicably attracted by my sister..."

"Okay, put away your sowing discord." Liao Qingqing snorted lightly and said unceremoniously: "I'm warning you, don't try to use me as a gunman. I don't know if Liu Zhenying will deal with you, but I

But there are ways to deal with trash like you, understand?"

Harsh words, vicious voices.

Liu Qixia's heart suddenly burst into flames, but even if she gritted her teeth with hatred, she did not dare to say anything.

After all, in the past twenty years, she had watched too many scenes of powerful people changing hands.

She understands the rules of the game as a wealthy lady.

At least he knows more than Liu Zhenying.

"Miss Liao, you misunderstood me, I just can't stand it."

"Shut your mouth, I don't care what your reasons are, just remember what I said."

Too lazy to pay any more attention, Liao Qingqing hung up the phone with a quick move.

There was only a repetitive busy tone on the phone, which aroused the hatred in Liu Qixia's heart to the highest point.
Chapter completed!