When Tang Jinse heard this question, she smiled, "Of course."

He looked at the young man and woman on the big screen who only had each other in their eyes.

"Miss Yunqing is a existence favored by the "gods". How could she lose?"

With Bei Ming Yexuan here, Yun Qing will never lose!

......

And at this moment, the perfume competition site.

With the bomb that detonated the atmosphere of the whole audience, everyone in the audience was in a panic.

The voices of Yun Qianrou were cursing over the sky.

When Yun Qing heard ghost's words, she raised her eyebrows lightly.

It’s not that she didn’t see the man’s different treatment of her.

If the reason is attributed to Mrs. Yunmiao, everything seems to make sense.

But it is unknown whether Yun Qing believes or not.

Yun Qianrou faced the excited slaughter of all directions, shook her head frantically, tears surging out, and she hysterically denied, "I don't have it! Perfume is mine! It's Yun Qing who wronged me!!"

""Xiaoxue" is mine, and "living years" is mine. All the perfumes I took out were made by myself. I am the domestic champion and international runner-up. All my honors and trophys are earned by myself!!!"

In the end, even she was deceived by herself, thinking that if Yun Qing hadn't plotted against her, her perfume would not have been questioned, Lu Cheng would not have been suspected, and would not have been scolded by so many people...

Yun Qianrou stared at Yun Qing's eyes and became more and more resentful and aggrieved. "Yun Qing, you actually slander me like this. You are so cruel!"

When Yun Qing saw that she had reached this point, she was still accusing her with confidence, and her black eyes suddenly became cold.

She suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Yun Qianrou's hair.

Amid Yun Qianrou's terrified screams, she dragged her in front of her like garbage, raised her hand to pinch her chin, and stared at her eyes coldly, with a sensational anger.

"I slander you?!"

Yun Qianrou stared at her with a distorted face, her voice sharp and resentful, "Yes, you hate me, so you united with the entire perfume industry. Without any evidence at all, using public opinion to force me to admit that I was stealing, I can sue you-"

Yun Qing looked at this hateful face, and a violent aura flashed in her eyes. She suddenly raised her hand and slapped her heavily in the face.

There was a "pa" sound.

A crisp slap sounded throughout the audience.

Everyone was startled, and the slaughter suddenly stopped.

In the silence, only Yun Qing's cold voice was heard, with a heart-pounding and ruthless spirit.

"You haven't stole my mother's incense recipe?!"

Yun Qianrou's cheeks were swollen, her eyes were full of viciousness, and she paused, "I didn't! It was you, a slut - someone wronged me-"

This trick was learned from Yun Qing three years ago.

As long as she refuses to admit it, the charge of theft will not be established.

Yun Qing raised her hand and slapped her other half of the face.

"You did not bribe Wanbo and Jian Ninglu to frame me, ruined me and were suspended from the competition?!"
Chapter completed!