Chapter 63: She Belongs to Third Master Bo

Mo Di’s face turned deathly pale.

“Who are you…”

Nan Jiaojiao’s expression turned fierce as she pressed Mo Di’s entire face against the wall.

“Which foot did you use to touch her just now?”

“Wha, what?”

“This one?”

Nan Jiaojiao kicked out and shattered Mo Di’s right knee.

“Ahhh!!!”

The woman’s screams were so shrill they made one’s scalp tingle.

Nan Jiaojiao’s expression did not even flicker as she coldly glanced at Mo Di’s intact left foot and asked, “Or was it this one?”

“Baby.”

Lu Zhenzhen managed to stand up with the help of the sofa, leaned against the back of it for a moment, and smiled, “Don’t actually cripple her, she still needs to make money for Gao Zhe.”

Nan Jiaojiao stiffly turned around and glared at Lu Zhenzhen.

Lu Zhenzhen’s drunkenness was scared away by a good amount, hastily smashed the wine bottle she was holding, and sheepishly said, “Her little lies can’t fool me, calm down.”

Mo Di was one of the most popular in Gao Zhe’s company, and a significant amount of money had been spent on her training.

Now, when she was at the height of her popularity with several dramas pending release, the money hadn’t been made yet.

If she got injured first, it would be a losing deal.

Lu Zhenzhen picked up the pregnancy test report from the ground, glanced at it, and snorted softly, “You think you can deceive me with this?

Tell me, when Gao Zhe slept with you, was he on top or below?”

She pulled Mo Di out from Nan Jiaojiao’s grip, “Does he prefer it from the front or the back?”

Mo Di, weak all over and in excruciating pain, glared furiously at Lu Zhenzhen upon hearing her indiscreet words, “You really have no shame.”

The smile at the corner of Lu Zhenzhen’s mouth slowly faded.

She slapped a hand across the face.

“The men I, Lu Zhenzhen, am with are certainly not willing to sleep with just any trash.”

Nan Jiaojiao pressed her forehead, pressing hard on her temples several times.

Looking up, her clear, cold, and angry eyes contained a hint of malice as she coldly stared at Lu Zhenzhen.

Don’t think she hadn’t noticed, Lu Zhenzhen had saved Mo Di.

Otherwise, falling into the hands of Nan Jiaojiao, the outcome would have been even more tragic.

“Hehe…” Lu Zhenzhen came up ingratiatingly, rubbing Nan Jiaojiao’s cheek and said with a playful laugh, “I’m really okay.

She couldn’t hurt me.

I just had a couple more drinks and fell by myself.

Look, I’m fine, there’s not a single injury on me.”

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t fall for her attempt at appeasement and continued to stare at her coldly.

“You…” Jih Mingyue stood far away, tremblingly pointing over, knowing she couldn’t afford to offend Lu Zhenzhen.

She then pointed at Nan Jiaojiao and threatened, “How dare you hit someone?

This is Minglun, do you know whose territory this is?

Just wait, someone will come to detain you soon, and no one is allowed to leave.”

Lu Zhenzhen glanced at the phone in Jih Mingyue’s hand, the screen still lit up; she had clearly just finished a call.

She tilted her head and smiled, “Called for backup, have you?”

Jih Mingyue took two steps back, retreating to the corner of the wall, and Lu Zhenzhen’s laugh made her heart chill, her words trembling, “Don’t…

don’t touch me, I have nothing to do with President Gao, I…

I am one of Third Master Bo’s people.”

“Oh!”

Lu Zhenzhen pretended to be shocked, turning to look at Nan Jiaojiao with a schadenfreude smile, “Really?

You’re one of Third Master’s people, huh?”

The tone of her voice was elongated, filled with implications.

Nan Jiaojiao’s face became very tense.

“Yes, that’s right, Third Master is right here.

He will be here any minute, and if you dare to touch me, he…

he won’t let you off.”

Jih Mingyue clung to the wall as she made her meager threat.

In that moment, the sound of footsteps approached from the corridor.

“What’s going on?” A familiar male voice, cold as ice, asked.