Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

That's faster than a wolf sees a prey running.

The guards at the scene met and hurried up to stop her.

Song Xiaoyue, sitting in the judge's position, frowned slightly and looked softly like crazy Song Jiuyue.

Song Jiuyue's actions made the scene even more lively.

The magnesium light kept flashing at her.

But she couldn't care less. She was caught by the guards and struggled.

The expression shouted out to Song Wu-Jin: “Song Wu-Jin, you pit me! ”

As her words fell, everyone's gaze and magnesium light followed her gaze to Song Feng.

Song Li raised his chin with no worries and looked at Song Jiuyue with a clear and faint eye.

Her appearance, her ease, made her aura suddenly bigger.

From Gu Zheng next to her, her body leaned back, her narrow eyes, deep, sharp, cold lips, slight.

Lazy and elegant, desolate looks, like a high king.

The man's inky sword eyebrows slightly picked up and looked at Song Jiuyue clearly.

“You pit me! ”

Song Jingyue stared at Song without worries: “You deliberately let Xu Jing talk to me on the phone! You made me look ugly on purpose! ”

Song did not worry to smile softly, the light eyes did not have too much emotion, “I was also surprised. How could you take over the works I designed? ”

The judges were also able to understand the K language, so they couldn't help but start a riot and meet each other.

This championship piece is really a plagiarism...

No, not plagiarism. Stealing!

“Stop pretending!” Song Jiuyue came to Song Jiuyue like crazy, "Song Jiuyue, I'm going to kill you! I'm gonna kill you! ”

“You gave Xu Jing 200,000 to design and sell worry-free works while Xu Jing went to the toilet, and you dared to enter the competition. Whose fault is it?” Gu Zhuang opened his mouth lightly and his eyes were cold.

His voice, not tight, not slow, a faint look, not angry and powerful, the breath emitted on his body, makes him not cold and chestnut.

Cold eyes, sharp and crisp.

As he opened his mouth, everyone around him felt a breathless oppression, silent, watching him speak.

The K language is understood by many people in the field, especially the media and judges.

Those who listened to it looked at Song Jiuyue with disdain and rejection.

And the top designers in the design world, stealing people's work.

The designers in the field were even more angry when they found out.

It wasn't easy to design a piece. This woman won the championship easily.

Stealing works that others have worked so hard to design, being exposed and feeling like they are rational, yelling at people and killing them.

Who are these people?

“Gu Shao...” When Song Jiuyue looked at Gu Jiuyue, he suddenly looked like a cigar, soft.

She looked at Gu Qiang with pity and her eyes fell off, "Is that you? Did you replace my flash drive? ”

Gu looked at her coldly, his voice frozen: “That lesson at the pastoral party wasn't enough to make you remember, is it? ”

“Why?” Song Jiuyue pointed at Song Jiuyue and stared at Gu Jiuyue. “Why should you marry this bitch if I like you? ”

Gu Zheng looked at Song without worries. When he saw her, Sen Leng's eyes became incredibly tender, lifted his lips and outlined a charming shallow smile: “Because she is my love.