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Chapter 144 Finding Faults On Hard Backstage (6)

Chapter 140 Five Finding Faults: Who Is Harder in the Backstage (6)

An Ran's song gradually stopped, Situ Ling's face was pale, like a piece of white paper that would fall down when blown, and his steps staggered, but the eyes he looked at An Ran revealed disbelief and cruelty.

No matter how stupid Situ Ling thought of what Yang Anran said before, she knew that she had followed Yang Anran's way.

An Ran raised her eyebrows, found out? Not bad at all.

The smile on the corner of his lips not only didn't stop, but became even more unscrupulous, with sarcasm in his eyes.

But he stood up, hurriedly ran to the side of Yang Anmin who was unconscious, and said in a low voice

"Sister, what's the matter? Are you all right?"

At this time, everyone caught up.

Jiu Ruijin hurriedly supported Situ Ling who was about to fall, frowning
"Ling'er, why are you so weak?"

Immediately afterwards, Situ Bo took out a small porcelain bottle, poured out a pill, and handed it to Situ Ling's mouth

soft voice
"Ling'er, open your mouth and come and take the medicine."

Situ Ling felt better after taking the medicine.

Looking up, there are tears in the beautiful eyes of Juanxiu, her voice is choked up, she is very wronged

"Father, Brother Jin, Ling'er is incompetent. She can't even dance well."

A trembling voice struck Jiu Ruijin's heart, and said softly
"Ling'er, it's not your fault, you were injured."

Situ Bo's face was livid, he patted Situ Ling's shoulder, and said in a loud voice
"Don't worry, Dad will definitely seek justice for you."

This voice was indeed heard by everyone present.

It is a declaration that this matter will never stop.

Gongyizhi in the audience frowned when he heard this.

He turned around and recruited an attendant, and said a few words in a low voice.

The attendant nodded respectfully and left quickly.

Then, the brows stretched out, and there was a slight smile in the eyes.

I really didn't expect that this ghost girl really has a lot of ideas. If she hadn't been woken up by the fans just now, she would not have guessed that Xiao Qi was the seventh string.

An Ran stood on the stage, watching a group of people busy back and forth.

Can't see the expression on his face.

On the contrary, the two brothers Kumu Nandong and Kumu Nanwen ran over to express their condolences

"Sister An Ran, are you okay?"

An Ran shook her head, expressing that she was fine.

It's just silent in my heart, this dead wood Nandong's voice is getting more and more fluent as sister An Ran screams.

Yang Anmin was surrounded by Yang Chengyi's family.

Yang Anxue raised her head and looked at Yang Anran who had been silent all this time.

Complex eyes.

Did you not ask yourself to perform on stage before, because you knew this would happen?
Therefore, my younger sister still saved my life.

After a while, Yang Anmin woke up, looked at the people standing beside her, and finally fixed her eyes on Yang Anran who was not far away with a calm face

Since he had just woken up, his voice was a little weak, but the hatred did not decrease by half.

"Yang Anran!"

Although he only called out a name, he knew why by looking at his face and hearing his voice.

What's more, Ye Yongwei, who is eager to love her daughter, is even more furious when she sees her daughter in such a state.

Standing up, the exquisite makeup was twisted out of shape in a moment
"Yang Anran, why do you want to be so cruel to your elder sister?! You are an unfilial daughter, and you want to turn the world upside down?"

In Ye Yongwei's heart, Yang Anran is a submissive doormat, he was in the past, and he will be in the present.

Who knew that Yang Anran raised his head and looked at Ye Yongwei, his voice was neither humble nor arrogant
"Fantasy? Auntie, you think too much of An Ran by saying that. But does Auntie have to make trouble at other people's birthday banquets?"

Turning to look at the grandma who was staggering on crutches and came up step by step, I really felt a little guilty in my heart.

I'm really sorry for making a fuss at someone else's birthday banquet, not to mention that this old man treats me pretty well.

An Ran walked over with guilt in her eyes
"Grandma, today is your birthday banquet, but you made such a mess, An Ran is really sorry for you."

Grandma patted An Ran on the shoulder, expressing that she was fine.

"An Ran, maybe you can come to grandma's house when you are free."

Enron laughed
"Must come"

The old man smiled and nodded, saying

"Okay, I'm getting old and I'll be tired after a while. Dong'er help me go back."

"Yes"

Deadwood Nandong replied respectfully.

After grandma left, everyone's eyes focused on Yang Anran again.

Situ Bo was the first to speak with a livid face

"Patriarch Yang, this is the good daughter you taught!"

Obviously, the blame has been pushed to Yang Anran.

Yang Chengyi's face was also very ugly when he was called by this name.

"Evil, why don't you go and make amends to Uncle Situ?!"

An Ran fiddled with her hair, neither moving nor speaking.

Situ Bo, on the other hand, was obviously not satisfied with this punishment.

"I, Situ Bo, have always done things that others hurt me, and I will repay it very much. This time, my youngest daughter was hurt, just an apology is enough?!"

In the end, he actually brought some energy, which shocked this group of people.

Hearing this, Jiu Ruijin subconsciously looked at An Ran and frowned.
"Uncle, is there something wrong with this?"

Jiu Ruihan stood behind Jiu Ruijin, she wished that Yang Anran would be beaten to death.All hands up
"Uncle Situ, you must teach this woman a lesson, so that she doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and bullies Ling'er all day long."

In any case, Yang Anran is a guest he invited, so she can't let her get hurt in his mansion
"Patriarch Situ, this matter has not been clarified yet, how can we draw conclusions casually?"

Situ Bo turned his hands away conceitedly, and glanced contemptuously at everyone

"What are you looking for? The truth is what you see."

In a word, the whole audience fell into silence again. This is a tough method.

An Ran raised her head and smiled
"Patriarch Situ, what did An Ran do wrong?"

Situ Bo snorted coldly when he heard An Ran's question
"You hurt my daughter."

Enron surprised
"Oh, when?"

Situ Bo is still proud

"just"

An Ran smiled cleverly, looked at Situ Ling

"Patriarch Situ said that I hurt Ling'er just now, why didn't I stop? Isn't Ling'er called a genius? How could he be hurt by a piece of trash like me? Could it be that the crowd full of people is worse than me like a piece of trash? "

These words left the audience speechless, yes, a good-for-nothing, how could he get hurt under the eyes of everyone?

Suddenly, Situ Bo's eyes turned to the lyre, his gaze was like a torch.

All the talents came to realize that Yang Anran's little cultivation could not do it, and it must be caused by this zither.

The people's discussion became louder again, this lyre can hurt people by leaps and bounds in the hands of a good-for-nothing.That must be a famous weapon.

His eyes were fixed on the lyre.

An Ran paced to the side of her own lyre, and her soft fingers slid past it.

Fingers on the seventh silver string.

'boom'

In the blink of an eye, the lyre turned into a shabby mess.

At some point, An Ran's arm was wrapped tightly around a silver thread.

(End of this chapter)