Chapter 1309 Cheap Her
It's just that both of them have a sense of proportion, no matter how hard they fight in the bottom, they don't want to be laughed at by others.

Song Yue said lightly that she was too worried and ended the conversation.

Seeing that there was no excitement, everyone dispersed, only some people who still wanted to strike up a conversation with Ye Liran surrounded her.

Fan Rou also took the opportunity to leave.

She came to the side of the stage, took the oil handed over by the waiter playing No. [-], and poured it on the stage carefully and cautiously.

She was afraid that the oil would not be enough to make people slip, so she tried it herself.

Fan Rou didn't feel relieved until she fell to the ground.

Four looked at her like she was an idiot.

Fan Rou threw the clothes on her body to him: "Hurry up and leave, don't let anyone find out."

She hid in the dark and looked around, making sure no one came out, and she left after no one noticed.

After sitting in the bathroom for a while, Fan Rou didn't come out until the pain in her butt was relieved and the abnormality disappeared.

At this time, the music was already playing, the stage slowly landed, and there was an empty space in the middle of the stage.

The music didn't stop, and the rhythm was getting faster and faster. Song Yue and Fan Mei slowly rose from below and appeared on the stage.

All the brilliance is concentrated on the two of them. At this moment, they are princesses and protagonists, enjoying everyone's attention.

Ye Liran smiled, and when Song Yue looked over, she raised the juice in her hand to her.

Song Yue raised her chin proudly, and looked at Ye Ranran provocatively.

Song Yue and Fan Mei held hands and walked out of the aperture.

The footsteps were not steady, and the feet slipped.

"Ah." The two fell to the ground together.

It wasn't miserable either, as the two also slid off the stage and fell to the ground because of too much oil.

There was a distance of half a meter between the stage and the ground, even if there was a carpet under it, Song Yue's delicate skin and tender flesh couldn't bear it.

Hearing the sound of falling to the ground, Ye Liran felt pain.

"Aren't you going to take a look?" Fan Rou stood beside Ye Ranran.

Ye Liran took a sip of the juice: "What's there to see?"

Fan Rou nodded: "It's true that there's nothing to look at, but I feel good."

Isn't it great that the person I hate just collapsed in front of me in embarrassment?

"Indeed." Ye Liran put down the juice in his hand and walked towards the stage.

Someone had already called the doctor, Fan Li was in a hurry, and Fan Rou's stepmother came out in a hurry.

The scene was chaotic, and Ye Liran looked on with a helpless look.

While waiting for the doctor to arrive, she walked slowly through the crowd and came to Song Yue.

"Ah, Miss Song, what's wrong with you? Did you fall?" Ye Liran brushed her hair away.

She was so ruthless with the knife at that time, the cross on Song Yue's face would naturally be impossible to disappear unless she went for plastic surgery.

But there was really nothing on her face.

Clean and tidy, Ye Liran narrowed his eyes, in such a short period of time, it is impossible to recover so quickly after plastic surgery.

That means she had scar removal surgery?

It's really cheap for her, Ye Liran let go.

Song Yue grabbed her suddenly, Ye Liran grabbed her hard, Song Yue let go of her in pain.

"You're in pain right now, aren't you?" Ye Liran suddenly wiped her sweat, her hand slipped down her forehead and came to her face.

Even after surgery, there will be no traces on her face. She squeezed it deliberately, and Song Yue's face turned red.

"What are you doing?" Song Yue pushed her hard.

(End of this chapter)

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