C340 No one in the world 3 5

It was as if she didn't see Fang Likun, her expression was relaxed, and her words were light and casual, as if she was the mistress of the house by nature, and not even a blush appeared on her face.

People who become big don't care about small matters.

To dare to dig the corner of someone else's wall, one must have a strong mental fortitude.

Li Kun did not even look at her, and stared straight at Mu Qiaozhi.

Qiao Zhi!

Qiao Zhijun.

All her spiritual sustenance.

She was the host of the vine.

She was only afraid, as if the sky had suddenly collapsed.

He was even more at a loss for what to do, not daring to meet her gaze at all. He hurriedly wrapped himself in a sheet and glanced at the person on the bed for some reason. Suddenly, he let go of the sheet and threw it over, covering Jiang Yueming's face.

Maybe Jiang Yueming felt uncomfortable, as her face peeked out from the bed sheets and said coquettishly: "Dr Fang, you should go outside to speak, this is Qiao Zhi's room. You standing here in this room makes me feel very uncomfortable …"

Li Kun still did not give her a single glance. From the beginning to the end, she had always treated Jiang Yueming as non-existent.

Jiang Yueming started to feel uneasy.

She wanted to say something, but when she met Mu Qiaozhi's sharp gaze, she changed her mind. She smiled and shut her mouth, then casually looked at Fang Likun.

Fang Likun's face was extremely pale! It was as if the vampire had just drained all the blood from her body.

She did not say a single word, but only stood where she was, staring at Mu Qiaozhi until the key in her hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Jiang Yueming's gaze followed the voice, and upon seeing the key on the ground, her expression changed slightly.

He thought about how much he had spent to come here last night. Furthermore, if Qiao Zhi was not drunk, she would not have had the chance. And Fang Likun actually had the key to this place.

This woman, she almost became the mistress of this room — how dangerous.

However, she quickly covered her jealousy with a smile and felt pleased with herself.

She knew that Fang Likun and Mu Qiaozhi were finally done playing.

Fang Likun would never be the mistress.

She hated Fang Likun!

She hated all the people and things that Qu Cunzi liked.

From the very beginning, she had always hated Li Xiaobao.

From the first time she saw Li Xiaobao's stomach bulge, she had been itching for Li Xiaobao to die.

This hatred started from the day she first entered the Qu’s Mansion, when she first knew of Li Xiaobao. There was a man who was about to die for you, and in the end, he made another woman pregnant for him.

It was intolerable.

From that moment onwards, it was no longer the hatred between Young Master Wang and Qu Cunzi.

She, Jiang Yueming, had become the first person to fight on the frontline.

Qu Cunzi was simply a ATM.

Just like how she desperately wanted to destroy everything Qu Cunzi cherished — — As long as it made Qu Cunzi feel pain, she could do anything she wanted.

Along with it, Li Xiaobao hated them all. There were even times when she hated Qu Cunzi more than she did.

She didn't know why.

Originally, her hatred towards this island had lessened over the years, until she saw the figurine from that island in Qu Cunzi's private residence.

She would never be able to forget the humiliation she had suffered that day — — Qu Cunzi would rather hold onto a figurine that didn't have any flesh or blood in his arms to search for her. Huanhuan didn't want to lie down on his bed either. To her.

That was the first time she, Jiang Yueming, was willing to have a good time with Qu Cunzi, but she was humiliated like this by him.