The Warmest Romance

It's getting dark and night is coming.

Ye Wan'er came out of a high-end medical skin management club with a gloomy face.

Waiting for the elevator's neutral gear, she raised her eyes to see the reflective glass which could clearly reflect the figure on one side and frowned.

On her cheek, there was a small wound patch, just where she was scratched by Du Yue today.

She did not expect that Yu Yimo would dare to be attacked by others. Now, in his heart, she really has no place!

Her face darkened with this thought.

Just at this time, a woman's laughter came from the side. Two fashionable women came out of another beauty salon and walked towards the elevator while talking and laughing.

One of them noticed ye Wan'er here, recognized her and quickly winked at her good sister.

Soon, a female voice with a smile rang out, "Ouch! I said, who is this? Why do you look so familiar? "

Ye Wan'er was impatient. She turned her head slightly when she heard the voice. When she saw the two women, her face was even worse.

The two women, one named Feifei and the other named Xiaotong, were known in the circle of celebrities in the past, but the two women they met today had a bad relationship with her.

"Long time no see, Miss Ye."

Hearing Feifei say hello with her, she frowned, perfunctory smile, "long time no see."

Leaving this sentence, she turned her head impatiently and didn't want to say a word more.

Suddenly, Feifei and Xiaotong look at each other, and their faces are not very good-looking.

Feifei leaned over, deliberately staring at her face and asked, "Hey, what's wrong with your face? Why did you put the wound on it? "

Ye Wan'er's eyebrows tightened and she was a little impatient. She took a deep breath and said coldly, "what kind of wound stickers? This is my acne Stickers!"

Her tone with obvious bad, immediately, Feifei face down, cold hum way, "also acne paste, cheat the ghost!"

Ye Wan'er was already angry, but now she was worried that there was no place to vent her anger. Hearing this, she turned her head and stared at her and asked, "what do you mean?"

Feifei rolled his eyes, hummed coldly, fiddled with the manicure he had just made, and said, "it's not interesting."

Listening to her saying this, ye Wan'er clenched her teeth and turned her head.

Without stopping for a few seconds, Feifei's voice came again, "what kind of costume, who hasn't seen her suicide video in the circle, and who is a poor good seller. Now she is injured, either by domestic violence or by self abuse!"

Feifei's words seem to be in front of her good friend Xiao Tong. In fact, there is something in the words. The drunk's intention is not to drink. Obviously, she turns the corner and says it to ye Wan'er.

In an instant, ye Wan'er's anger surged up and she couldn't hold it down.

She had been angry today, but now she couldn't bear to hear such words. She suddenly turned back and looked at Feifei with a sarcastic expression. She was very angry and recklessly raised her hand and slapped her face.

Feifei is unprepared. When she reacts, the slap has hit her face. She turns her head in shock. Before she can speak, her face is torn.

Ye Wan'er comes forward and grabs her face regardless. With one effort, her long nails go straight down. Suddenly, there are two more bloodstains on Feifei's face.