The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 1604: Xia Wan’er Chapter 112

Chapter 1604 Xia Wan'er Chapter 112

He Xianrou blushed when she was blocked by Qiao Mingye's words, just as Qiao Mingye leaned back, she saw Xia Wan'er from the gap in the car window at a glance, as if she was watching a play, and was eating with relish with grapes.

Looking at herself, under the scorching sun, although an assistant held an umbrella and a small fan, she was still sweating.

"Mr. He, good morning." Seeing He Xianrou looking over, Xia Wan'er stopped and nodded politely at her.

He Xianrou secretly scolded her for being shameless, but she didn't dare to show half of it, but softly persuaded: "Mr. Xia, Mr. Qiao's fans are very terrifying. I also have fruit in my car, just in time. I want to ask you some questions, why don't you come to my car?"

When Xia Wan'er heard the words, she seemed to think her words made sense, so she put the fruit box in Qiao Mingye's hand and was about to get up.

Just as the corners of He Xianrou's lips rose slightly, she sat back again, and said with lingering fears: "However, my black fans' fighting power is also terrible, in case they know that Teacher He let me rub the car to be malicious What should I do if I attack you? It’s fine for them to criticize me, but I can’t let them attack you, the kind-hearted teacher He.”

Qiao Mingye put the fruit box on his lap, peeled off the grapes as if nothing had happened, and the corner of his mouth crept up a little arc.

He Xianrou had long known that Xia Wan'er was difficult to deal with, but she didn't expect it to be so difficult, the expression on her face was already a little stiff, and her tone was not as pleasant as before: "How can it be? That can't be. Let them attack Teacher Qiao."

"What about Teacher Qiao's 300 million fans? You're not afraid of my 22 million, right, Teacher Qiao?" Xia Wan'er asked sincerely.

Qiao Mingye nodded: "Yes."

He Xianrou still can't hear it, Xia Wan'er is ridiculing her lack of fans inside and out!

And she didn't know what trick she used, but she actually bewitched Qiao Mingye to help.

"Furthermore, I think what Teacher Qiao said is also very reasonable. As long as you don't say anything about Mr. He, the problem will not be a big problem." Xia Wan'er said seriously. She really did it on purpose, if He Xianrou didn't let people get those stones to pierce Qiao Mingye's car, she, Gu Yue, and the others wouldn't have to wait for someone to come to the rescue.

He Xianrou tightly maintained the last bit of rationality and said stiffly: "Mr. Xia, what do you mean by this, I am not the only one here, how can the word spread out become my fault?" /

"What do you mean?" Ran Qin stood far away and couldn't hear the voice in the car, but she could hear every word He Xianrou said clearly. In her tone, she was the first to fry, "Apart from you chatting like a wild bird all the time, who else can talk so much?"

"You!"

"What are you? And you are such a strange person. From the beginning to the end, we only told you that the car was broken, but we didn't say that the tire was punctured. How did you know?" Ran Qin was not afraid at all, and no one could stop her from carrying the "tomorrow night" banner.

He Xianrou failed to manage the expression on her face. She wanted to attack, but she was blocked by Ran Qin's words behind her. On a hot day, her face was pale: "I, I am..."

"There are a lot of rubble in this piece. We went back yesterday, and the tire was almost punctured. Our teacher He just guessed, what's the problem?" He Xianrou's assistant who had been silent all the time helped her out. "Forget it, Mr. He, people are just kind-hearted as donkeys, liver and lungs, and it's not worth your effort to help them avoid suspicion."

He Xianrou's assistant's voice was loud, and Xia Wan'er could hear it clearly in the car. She raised her eyebrows slightly, and the voice seemed familiar.

But from her point of view, she could only look at Assistant He Xianrou's mask, but couldn't see her entire face.

With the help of the assistant, He Xianrou's personality was quickly maintained again. She looked aggrieved, pursed her lips, looked at Qiao Mingye, and said slowly, "Don't be afraid of being misunderstood, just ask It’s good to have a clear conscience.”