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Chapter 898

Mu Chuling turned around and saw that Yun Qianrou walked over slowly.

Bo Chihan Qinghan also moved his eyes and landed on Yun Qianrou's face.

The scene of three popular champions standing together instantly shocked the media on the scene, holding up their phones to take photos crazily.

Yun Qianrou smiled kindly at Mu Chuling.

But Mu Chuling sneered, showing disdain.

She doesn't like Yun Qing.

But it doesn't mean she likes Yun Qianrou.

After all, it is no secret that Miss Yun has different personalities.

But when it comes to Yun Qing's matter, she doesn't mind sharing the same hatred with the other party.

Seeing that Bo Chi Han didn't say anything, Mu Chuling took the conversation proudly, held up the wine glass, and asked curiously, "Oh? What does Miss Yun mean?"

Yun Qianrou lowered her eyes gently, as if she was a little difficult to speak. After a while, she whispered, "My sister actually... doesn't know how to make incense..."

Mu Chuling was stunned for a moment, then squinted his eyes dangerously, "What do you mean by this?"

Yun Qing doesn’t know how to make perfume, so how could she have such a brilliant perfume technique?

She stared at Yun Qianrou with suspicion and unkindness.

Obviously, if Yun Qianrou didn't say a word, she would never give up.

A trace of coldness flashed through Bo Chihan's eyes, pressing his hand against his fist, and coughed gently.

Yun Qianrou bit her lip, as if she was hesitating whether to continue talking.

Mu Chuling suddenly approached her, her eyebrows and eyes were full of aggressiveness, and she said coldly, "Yun Qianrou, you'd better make it clear to me, otherwise I will let you know how much it is to take advantage of this lady in the Demon City!"

Mu Chuling is not stupid. Even if Yun Qianrou's attitude is tactful, how could she not see that the other party wants to use her and Bo Chihan to help her deal with Yun Qing?

But Mu Chuling didn't care about this. What she cared about was the deep meaning of Yun Qianrou's words.

Yun Qianrou lowered her head, and seemed to be embarrassed on her face. She said gently and ashamedly, "I'm not sure whether this matter should be said."

"It's just that there were a few incense recipes in my study. If the work of Qingqing tomorrow is really the one I lost... I don't know what to do."

In Yun Qianrou's opinion, the incense recipes used by Yun Qing to participate in the competition must be those left by Mrs. Yunmiao.

The original version of the incense recipe left by Mrs. Yunmiao is now in her hands.

If Yun Qing really dared to play those incense yards, she could have turned around.

Even if there is any accident in the plan tonight, she can still press the charge of "plagiarism" on her head in public for tomorrow's game.

Mu Chuling's face suddenly changed, and she gritted her teeth and said, "What do you mean is...Yun Qing might plagiarize you?!"

Bo Chihan's clear and cold eyes seemed to condense with snow mist, and it fell clearly on Yun Qianrou's face for the first time.
Chapter completed!
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