"What do you mean!" The expression on Jian Youyou's face became defensive.
The change in her micro expression let Xia Weimian know that Jian Youyou is guilty of her conscience!
"Tian Ye Hua Tan has tens of millions of fans, and every day there are tens of millions of Weibo related to Ye Yao. It just so happened that the Weibo you posted hit Ye Yao’s song the next day. You came by coincidence. Hype yourself, fans are not jealous of you, they are disgusting you."
When Xia Weimian's words hit the truth, Jian Youyou's face twisted like a mask with cracks.
"You nonsense!" Jian Youyou cried. She raised her hand and waved to Xia Weimian's face. Suddenly a slender and perfect hand clasped Jian Youyou's wrist.
Jian Youyou's wrist was thrown away, and the people who appeared next to Xia Weimian made the surrounding students exclaim.
"Master Lantang!"
"God! It's Lantang Yao! I actually saw a real person!!"
Jian Youyou stared at the handsome young man who looked like a god. She was stunned and took a step back in disbelief.
"Lan..." Before Jian Youyou made a sound, she saw Lan Tangyao lowering her head and wiping Xia Weixian's hair with the wet tissue in her hand.
"Are you okay?" Lan Tangyao's voice was gentle.
"It's okay." Xia Weimian quickly took the wet wipes in Lan Tangyao's hand and wiped her hair by herself. How could Lan Tangyao appear here
The same doubts as Xia Weimian appeared in everyone's hearts.
This son of a business empire exists alongside Prince Ye Yao in the Sacred Academy. Is Lan Tang Yao taking the lead for Xia Weimian
What is the relationship between him and Xia Weimian
"You still have milk tea stains on your face." Lan Tangyao said softly. He stretched out his hand to help Xia Weimian wipe the milk tea stains on his face. Suddenly a hand reached out and pushed Lan Tangyao's hand away. .
The people around exclaimed again, "Prince Night!"
"Oh my god! Prince Ye and Master Lantang appeared at the same time! What's the situation!"
Ye Juexi looked at Lan Tang Yao with a warning color in her eyes, Lan Tang Yao understood, and the corners of her lips twitched with a smile.
Ye Juexi's cold gaze swept over Jian Youyou's body, Jian Youyou's face turned pale, and her whole body trembled.
"Who are you..." Jian Youyou looked at Xia Weimian in surprise.
Zheng Qian laughed and said haha, "Jian Youyou, you don't even know Xia Weimian?"
"Xia Weimian?" The name was familiar.
"Little princess of the Presidential Palace, Xia Mislee." The moment Zheng Qian's voice fell, Jian Youyou's legs trembled.
She thought that the other party was just a younger sister...
"I...I don't know!" Jian Youyou's face was pale.
The prince of a country and the noble son of the chaebol appeared beside Xia Weimian at the same time. At this time, the entire shopping mall was surrounded by water.
Xia Weimian looked up and found that the corridors of all floors were crowded with students on the second floor, third floor, fourth floor. They all craned their necks and looked at Ye Juexi and Lan Tangyao.
Ye Juexi saw Xia Weimian's wet hair and the school uniform dyed with milk tea, and there was fire in his eyes.
"Milk tea is used to drink, not used to pour." Ye Juexi said to Jian Youyou, "Maybe you don't know, then I will let you know now." He raised his arrogant eyes and called Wei Chenyu. Come:
"Go buy a hundred cups of milk tea."
The irresistible command fell on Jian Youyou's head: "Today at noon, if you don't drink all the 100 cups of milk tea, you will get out of the hymn."