It was a blood-dropping thorn bird, spreading its wings and raising its head proudly. The continuous blood dripped from its slender and graceful neck. It was very painful, but its eyes were so tough, as if it was about to come back to life.

The bright and passionate red articles were almost overflowing with fangs and claws.

The cat said dizzyly, "Mrs. Young Madam, this is..."

Yun Qing put the painting away, put it on Maoer's hand, smiled slightly, "Send it over."

The cat held Yun Qinghua's words and sent the gift back with excitement. The steps inexplicably felt impatient.

Yun Qing threw away the pen in her hand, walked to the table, picked up two small green porcelain bottles, looked at the vibrant green in it, and felt depressed for a long time, and suddenly she became better.

No matter what the past is, as long as she and Yun Rao are still alive, everything will be expected in the future.

Yun Qing raised her head, looked at the sea in the distance, squeezed into the two small porcelain bottles in her hand, and her eyes became astonishing and confident again.

She smiled slightly, her smile was full of coldness and arrogance.

Look at my enemy, one day, I will return to my hometown, make you cry, make you feel pain, make you bow your head and admit your mistakes, make you regret it, and make you repay your blood debts!

......

After an afternoon of fermentation, the public opinion on the Internet not only exploded in Yuncheng, but also involved the Yun family in Beijing, and all the major families in Beijing were bombed.

It is rare to see the jokes of the Yun family, which is usually high on the altar of Suli. People from all major circles rushed over, and the popularity rose rapidly.

The girls from the Public Relations Department of Emperor Ying shook their heads and sighed at the title of the hot search.

"It's a pity that Sister Yunqing didn't enter the entertainment industry, ahhhhhhhh..."

"Tsk, I really don't know how many big and small flowers this traffic makes it jealous. It's simply a hot search for the physique... There's no way, who makes the young lady look good!"

"After that being said, do we want to make a comment to Mr. Tang and persuade Miss Yunqing to open a Weibo account or something? With so much traffic, it's all about money..."

The young girls were having a fierce discussion, and the door of the public relations department was suddenly pushed open.

Tang Jinse walked over, with peach blossoms on his eyes, and asked with a smile, "How is it?"

"Hello, Mr. Tang!" A group of young girls who were still gossiping just now turned into good cards in seconds.

The head of the public relations department twitched his lips and walked over to report the situation. "It's a bit abnormal. The public opinion is so big that Yun's family cannot get no news, but so far, they have not taken any measures..."

Something flashed through Tang Jinse's eyes, and his slender body leaned against the table, raised his hand and knocked his eyebrows.

The person in charge saw his slightly heavy eyes and sighed, "Mr. Tang, Miss Yunqing... She doesn't seem to care much about Yun's appearance, so she shouldn't be too sad..."

The public opinion was so chaotic, but the Yun family in the capital didn't care. In the eyes of ordinary people, they clearly didn't care at all.
Chapter completed!