Chapter 771 Killing Intent

But fortunately, there is sister Xiao in everything.

High technology is always available.

Li Xiaoxiao directly scanned the mobile phones of all the contacts, and found all the photos in half a day.

Su Xiangwan looked coldly at Li Qingqing and said coldly, "Miss Li and I belong to the same company, but Miss Li has repeatedly slandered and slandered me, distorted the facts, and maliciously smeared me. I want to ask what Miss Li's intentions are! "

Su Xiangwan spoke decisively, and Li Qingqing opened her lips, but she didn't expect this situation at all, and she didn't know how to deal with it.

At this moment, Mi Li trotted in again and handed Su Xiangwan a document.

Su Xiangwan flipped through it briefly, and said with a sneer, "This is evidence that Ms. Li hired a troll army and Weibo to operate. The purpose is to tarnish my reputation. I would like to ask, Li Qingqing, what exactly are you trying to do?"

Su Xiangwan watched her approaching step by step, Li Qingqing staggered back, flustered.

She was originally very calm, but now facing Su Xiangwan's aggression and pressing every step of the way, her mind went blank, and she couldn't calm down no matter what.

Su Xiangwan's eyes flickered, and he stared at her coldly, like two cold knives.

It was this woman who treated her sincerely in her previous life.

But what about her?

She seduced Song Ziming, took her role away, ruined her face, and drove her to a dead end step by step!

The scorching pain still seemed to remain on his cheek, and Su Xiangwan seemed to be able to feel the sticky blood on his cheek.

She seemed to be able to see the death of 'Yaoji', seeing its snow-white fur soaked in bright red.

Li Qingqing's heart trembled slightly, only feeling unreasonable panic.

This woman seems to be crazy... She seems to see the surging hatred from the bottom of her eyes... No, it's killing intent!

She seemed to want to kill herself, to strangle herself to death!

Li Qingqing kept backing away, and suddenly her feet were empty, and she fell off the stage with a whole body, and let out an exclamation.

Li Qingqing fell heavily to the ground, her seven centimeter high heels sprained heavily to her ankles, and the delicate pink lace dress was torn apart with a 'tear' sound, from the midline in front of the skirt to the base of her thighs.

A reporter with little background immediately started secretly filming.

Li Qingqing was flustered, her face turned red and pale.

He hurriedly adjusted the hem of the skirt to cover the exposed thighs and panties, and tried to stand up with one hand on the edge of the stage.

But after struggling twice, she felt a burning pain in her ankle, and she was sweating profusely. She lowered her head again, her ankle was so swollen that she couldn't exert any strength at all.

Su Xiangwan obviously didn't intend to let her go, and looked down at her condescendingly: "I know that Miss Li is eager to become famous, but people still have to follow the right path, and they can never keep what they get through crooked ways."

Su Xiangwan meant something, his eyes flickered.

Li Qingqing's heart tightened, knowing that she was talking about her marrying Song Ziming, she felt as if she was falling into ice.

Many people in the audience got up one after another, frantically filming Li Qingqing's predicament.

"This Li Qingqing really wants to be popular and crazy. If a work doesn't exist, he dares to hype himself up like this, and even involves my goddess Wanwan!"

"It's disgusting. Fortunately, I was deceived by her cute and pitiful appearance before. What a scheming bitch!"

"Who says no, pouring this kind of dirty water on others, I really don't know what the intention is."

"I think she is jealous that Su Xiangwan is prettier than her and redder than her, and I think Song Ziming seems to like Su Xiangwan more."

"Then why did he marry Li Qingqing?"