A surge of evil fire suddenly burst out again.
He stood up, pointed at her and started to curse: "You shameless mistress, who do you think you are? You are just a lousy worker. Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you are pretty?"
Su Qiao felt that the slap he received during the day was not light enough.
She shouldn't have let her go, she should have been slapped three times in the face and compensated her three times for her loss.
Just as Su Qiao was about to speak, Han Feng beside her stood up and said angrily, "Why are you cursing again? Hasn't the matter been made clear?"
Song Yaqin said bluntly: "Get lost! You stinky country bumpkin, what does it have to do with you if I scold her?"
"Oh, I see. You jumped out so hastily. Could it be that you have hooked up with this shameless woman?"
"This afternoon, you two went to look for water, and you didn't come back for a long time. Could it be that you just came back after fooling around in the woods?"
Su Qiao swung the stick in his hand and said coldly, "Song Yaqin, dare you say another word?"
"Do you believe me? I'll let you stay in this forest forever."
Song Yaqin didn't believe that she dared to kill anyone.
"Just say it, would I be afraid of a shameless woman like you?"
Jun Ting held her back with a headache: "Yaqin, stop talking."
Su Qiao is now like a firecracker, which can be ignited at any time and will hit people at will.
Moreover, she is a firecracker that may explode at any time.
If a fight really breaks out, he won't be able to help at all.
"Get out of here, I can say whatever I want."
The more Jun Ting acted like this, the more Song Yaqin felt that he was helping Su Qiao, and the rage in her heart grew.
Jun Ting was also a little annoyed: "Yaqin! Can you calm down and stop being unreasonable?"
"I am being unreasonable?"
Song Yaqin pointed at her nose in disbelief.
"My fiancé is having a spree with a bitch behind my back, and you still have the nerve to say that I'm being unreasonable?"
"Why, I said a few words to her, and you feel bad? You feel bad for this bitch?"
'Pop'
Su Qiao couldn't bear it any longer, so he pushed Jun Ting away and slapped Song Yaqin hard with his hand.
"If a tiger doesn't show its might, do you really think I'm a sick cat?"
"You bitch, you seduced someone's fiancé, and you dare to hit him?"
Song Yaqin completely lost her mind and rushed up to hit Su Qiao like a madman.
Jun Ting knew that she would only get into trouble if she went up to him, so he hugged her waist tightly from behind.
Mo Jin was a little fed up with Song Yaqin's endless chatter.
The matter was made clear in the afternoon. It was clearly Jun Ting's fault, but she didn't go looking for trouble with him. Instead, she always targeted Su Qiao. I don't know what's wrong with her brain.
In theory, to be a popular actress, one must be smart.
"Stop fighting, calm down, okay? The situation is special now, and it's not certain whether we can get out alive..."
Before he finished speaking, Song Yaqin yelled to the sky, "How can I calm down? I can't calm down!"
"Has anyone seen such a shameless mistress? Has anyone seen such an arrogant mistress?"
Su Qiao skillfully turned the arm-thick wooden stick in his hand, looked at it coldly, and threatened: "Jun Ting, if you can't control your woman again, I don't mind imitating the way I taught you this afternoon and personally teach her how to behave."
"Or do you want to go with her?"
Jun Ting was afraid that Su Qiao would attack again, so he looked at the stick in her hand with some caution: "Su Qiao, you... don't mess around."