Chapter 72

Qin Shuyan pretended to be worried and asked anxiously, "Child, what did you do with this hand? Tell me!"

"Yes, sister Rou'er, don't be afraid, just say it! We will never let anyone bully you lightly!" Shen Bailu also pretended to be a messenger of justice.

"I, I met Miss Bai in the bathroom..."

Jin Enrou panted weakly in Shen Jingjue's arms, looking at Tang Qiao'er with hidden resentment, "I know Miss Bai doesn't like me... So I took the initiative to say hello to her, hoping to talk to her. She buried the hatchet....

But Miss Bai didn't appreciate it at all. The two of us just talked about each other. . . . . . I don’t know why the quarrel started. "

Tang Qiaoer crossed her arms, tilted her head and smiled.

Shen Jingjue raised his eyes and saw that this woman was actually smiling, and he felt restless in his chest.

"Later, when I was about to leave, Miss Bai grabbed me and refused to let me go...

In a moment of anxiety, I took out my bracelet and flew off her bracelet. The bracelet fell to the ground and broke.

Miss Bai was very angry because the bracelet was broken. No matter how much I apologized, it was useless, so she, she... . . . . . "

Jin Enrou stopped talking and left everyone with endless reveries.

What a gossipy tongue! Tang Qiaoer smiled so brightly that she almost threw a steel ball at Jin Enrou's feet.

"So, Miss Bai inflicted this injury on you? How could it be..."

Qin Shu covered her mouth with a shocked expression of "I don't believe it, I don't believe it."

In fact, it was she who broke the window paper.

"What?! You hurt my daughter?!"

Qin Jing was furious and pointed directly at Tang Qiaoer's face, "How come your heart is so dark! If you have something to say that you can't say clearly, do you have to take action?!

Our Rou'er's hands are the hands of an artist! Nationwide. Won hundreds of big and small piano awards! The piano is her life!

If she can no longer play the piano because of you, we will never let you off lightly no matter what kind of jealous family you get into! "

Qin Jing's words completely choked Tang Qiaoer's throat and broke her defense.

She took a deep breath as she thought of her little finger, which had become disabled due to a sudden awakening and could no longer play gorgeous music on the black and white keys.

With white eyebrows and red eyes, they came to her to ask for an explanation.

What about her, who should she look for?

"Wait wait! No!"