Chapter 9 Are you... caring about me?

Jiang Qingmo didn't believe it, it was Song Mian's impromptu idea.

No matter the color of the bottle or Xiao Cheng's handwriting on the bottle of dilative that he took before the game, it can be said that it is almost exactly the same as the original one.

If she hadn't been careful and only took one-third of the dose, she might have to drink tea with Lord Yan today.

Song Mian was no longer just trying to trip her up, she wanted to kill herself.

"Don't you just hide behind Coach Feng?"

Seeing her biting her lips and pretending to be pitiful, Jiang Qingmo frowned slightly, and pulled her out from behind Feng Wei, pinched her chin with two fingers and lifted it up.

"If you admit it, I, Jiang Qingmo, might give you a high regard, but if you refuse to admit it, I have many ways...to make you speak up."

She is a person who has rolled through hell, and she doesn't mind letting them experience the pain of being in hell.

A pair of icy eyes seemed to hide ten thousand kinds of fire, which made Song Mian feel uncomfortable all over. Under her pressing step by step, she couldn't hold on for a while.

Said frankly: "Yes, I did it, but so what, aren't you okay!"

So what if she did it.

Jiang Qingmo is still alive and well, standing here domineeringly, humiliating her in front of Xiao Cheng!
Hearing that she had admitted this incident with her own mouth, and she didn't feel that she was at fault until now, Jiang Qingmo suddenly sneered, quickly tightened her hand, and removed her chin on the spot, Song Mian burst into tears in pain.

"Jiang Qingmo, you are going too far! Didn't Mianmian admit that she did the thing, what else do you want!"

After all, it was my niece, no matter how she wasn't, seeing her suffer under Jiang Qingmo's hands, Feng Wei still felt very distressed.

Jiang Qingmo took advantage of the situation and threw away the person in his hand. After this incident, he had completely recognized the coach, looked sideways at Xiao Cheng and said, "Brother Cheng, call the people from the security department, and tell the organizing committee the whole story by the way. Let them disqualify Song Mian immediately."

Do you really think that if you find out who changed her medicine, you can let it go?

Since you have the guts to harm her, don't be afraid of the price you will pay later!

"Jiang Qingmo! Are you trying to kill Mianmian!" Seeing that she was going to make a big deal out of it, Feng Wei became anxious.

She thought that she would have face if she made a big deal out of it, and Hua Guo would have face?

"Yes, so what."

Why can't she pursue things that are self-defeating for many unrighteous actions.

"She has constituted an attempted murder, and you Feng Wei, covering up and framing, can't escape, you just wait for my indictment letter."

Jiang Qingmo didn't bother to tell them anything else, found out the culprit, handed over the matter here to the staff Xiao Cheng found to deal with, then turned and left the lounge to attend the next award ceremony.

As soon as she left, Fang Juexia, who watched her remove Song Mian's chin, couldn't help but trembled twice, and hurriedly left this place of right and wrong.

"Jiang Qingmo."

After chasing out of the rest room, Fang Juexia called her by name, successfully making people stop.

"Anything else?"

"You...don't be too happy too early, your coach still has some connections in our circle, if you offend him, do you think you can still hang out in the figure skating world?"

"Are you... caring about me?"

Fang Juexia choked when he heard the words, and immediately glanced away, snorted: "I care about you? Don't be ridiculous, if you can't get along, I will be the happiest."

"I'm so sorry, your wish will come true."

Jiang Qingmo said something indifferent, and as he spoke, he raised his hand and stretched out towards her. Fang Juexia was so frightened that she thought she was coming to remove his chin too, so he quickly took a step sideways to avoid it.

The hand with pink fingertips stopped in the air in such an embarrassing manner.

Jiang Qingmo withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, grinned, and waved back while striding forward.

"You should work hard and try to get a silver medal next time."

"Jiang Qingmo!!! Don't worry! Next time, I will surpass you!"

Fang Juexia, who was hit by that sudden smile, had a delicate and small melon-seeded face instantly flushed.

After saying a harsh word, he hurried to find his coach.

(End of this chapter)

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