"And I am just a pregnant woman without a father or mother, and still carrying a debt. What kind of virtue can I do? In this place of Beijing, Yun Qing's brother, fiancé, love Zhen, sister, and thousands of fans who like her are watching, threatening such nobleness and unparalleledness. If you don't like it, you dare to slap people in public and Yun Qing, who is protected by countless people?"

"What's even more ridiculous is that I can actually threaten success..."

"If I really had Yun Qing's handle on my hand, why would I fall to the point where my mother was in jail, my father was paralyzed, and homeless?!"

"If I could threaten Yun Qing, why would I be scolded by so many people so much that I couldn't even lift my head?!"

It seemed that he had talked about the most painful point in his heart. Yun Qianrou's red eyes seemed to have a bloody color. She stared at Yun Qing tightly and shouted in disguise, "Yun Qing, say it! Stand up and tell everyone, whose perfume is "Qing Xin"?!"

"If it is yours, please provide evidence and continue to slap me in the face, which will ruin me throughout the world!"

"If it is not yours, please tell them openly and don't target me because of this without any evidence!"

"Yun Qing, you always said before that I used the people who like me to hurt you, but what is the difference between your behavior at this moment and me before?"

Faced with Yun Qianrou's sudden outbreak, the audience was stunned.

Those foreign audiences who did not understand Yun Qianrou were immediately picked up and shook their stance.

People will subconsciously sympathize with the weak.

Especially Yun Qianrou is a pregnant woman. Her misery and Yun Qing are so arrogant. No matter how you look at it, it seems that Yun Qing is bullying her by relying on her identity.

"My God, what's going on with these audiences in the country? How can a pregnant woman be forced to this point? Do they have no public morality?"

"You are too much. Without evidence, you will help a executioner who has killed others and has no homelessness and put the charge of theft on a pregnant woman. How could such a thing happen?"

"Is this Yun Qing a cult? She did such a vicious thing and beat people, but there are so many people who praise her..."

Even many Chinese people at the scene were slightly convinced.

"After thinking carefully, what Yun Qianrou said makes sense. What is Yun Qing's identity? What is Yun Qianrou's identity? One heaven and one earth, it is simply a fantasy to say that Yun Qianrou is qualified to threaten Yun Qing..."

"Yun Qing's performance today is really strange. Did she give a positive answer at least? It's really disappointing to say such a sentence!"

"Yun Qing, what's wrong with you today? If Yun Qianrou really threatens you, tell me, with your identity, are you worried that no one will help you seek justice? If "Qingxin" is really Yun Qianrou's perfume, please say something, at least don't let your fans attack Yun Qianrou anymore. She is still a pregnant woman. If she is stimulated, she will be a life..."

"Yun Qing's performance today is really good. It won't really make Yun Qianrou hit it. She didn't get a ranking. She was jealous and used her fans to help her target Yun Qianrou, right?"

Those Yun college students who had personally experienced Yun Qianrou's fear of "brainwashing" methods listened to the discussions with a blue-black look on their faces.

"fart!"

"If Miss Yunqing doesn't say it, there must be her reason. She has never disappointed anyone!"

"Yun Qianrou, this damn woman!"

Lancelot frowned slightly when he saw the unexpected development, "Miss Yun Qianrou, I am asking you this question. It has nothing to do with Miss Yun Qing. You just need to answer my question."

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