Zuo Qingxuan gritted her teeth and said, "It's all you! It's your lingering spirit, you've been struggling with me, and even my last hope was shattered by you!"
She stood up abruptly, her face terribly scary, and pointed her finger at the girl opposite.
"It's all you, I won't let you go, you wait, from now on, as long as I live, my wish is that you die!"
"Hehehehe~"
Mo Luan laughed, "It's so fun, Miss Zuo, I'm really sorry, this wish of yours is destined to be brought into the grave, why bother, let yourself live so painful."
She took another spicy stick and looked at her carelessly.
Although sitting, she was completely suppressed in terms of momentum. She said, "Do you know why you and Gao Yafei can get together? Because you are of the same kind."
Zuo Qingxuan's eyes narrowed slightly, "I am different from her."
"That's right, after all, you are more talented and scheming than her, but you are just as stupid in terms of self-knowledge, right?"
"Mo Luan!"
"It's called the soul."
Mo Luan stood up and looked at her condescendingly, "Zuo Qingxuan, God prefers you, but you have chosen a road to death. Are you funny?"
Zuo Qingxuan stared at her, "Feng Shui turns around, you wait for me."
"Besides being ruthless, what else would you do?"
Mo Luan put away his careless expression, Fengyan became indifferent and cold, "It was you who had trouble with me from start to finish. Think about it carefully, which time you didn't provoke me on your own initiative."
Zuo Qingxuan's face changed slightly, she would never admit that it was her own death.
It was Mo Luan who couldn't get through with her, and she was the one who made her unable to turn over.
It's her, it's all her.
Mo Luan is a demon.
The girl saw her thoughts in her eyes and smiled coldly with her lips pursed, "Miss Zuo, I now officially tell you that your carving skills cannot meet the requirements of the World Association, sorry."
Zuo Qingxuan's face turned blue and red, and she said: "You are so humiliating me, are you afraid that Mr. Eldy is upset?"
"Hahaha." Mo Luan smiled, "Why don't I call him now and ask."
Zuo Qingxuan's eyes narrowed, gritted her teeth and turned around and left.
She used all her strength to walk out of the World Association, and finally couldn't hold it, and her legs fell softly on the red brick floor.
why?
Zuo Qingxuan punched the ground with a fist.
Why is Mo Luan the president and how could it be her.
What qualifications does Mo Luan have? Why can this demonic woman be so lucky.
Are people in the art world blind?
Why is she always hurt.
She worked so hard to prepare for so long, swallowing her breath and lowering her breath, it turned into a joke.
Zuo Qingxuan trembled with anger.
Suddenly, a voice called her name came from my ear.
Then someone ran to her, "Qingxuan, what's wrong with you?"
Zuo Qingxuan raised her head, her eyes wet with tears, she threw herself into An Jinze's arms, "Jinze, everything is over when it's over."
"What is going on? The President of the World Association disagrees?"
"It's Mo Luan, and the president of the World Association is the woman Mo Luan."
An Jinze was surprised, "Mo Luan is... the president of the World Association?"
"It's her, she humiliated me severely, Jinze, I'm so uncomfortable, I'm really uncomfortable."
An Jinze said, "I'm going to find her."
"Don't go, she will humiliate you with you."
"It's okay."
An Jinze's face was pale, letting go of Zuo Qingxuan and walked to the World Art Association.