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Qiao Mu was startled. When she came back to her senses, her heart was alarmed. She threw away her textbook and rushed to the balcony. She had just finished talking about the Little Demoness. Exquisite, lesser demon … So it came down to it. Was he blaming the two of them for having such a lousy mouth, or was she blaming the little demoness? The essence could not help but mutter?

She leaned on the windowsill and looked down. Sure enough, a slender and beautiful figure was standing beside Xi Muqiao's carriage. Her small hand was using all her strength to hold onto the windowsill. Her eyes were wide open and she was about to stretch out half her body.

"Then is it that beautiful girl from the Arts Department?"

Qiu Ning was somewhat short-sighted and narrowed her eyes to look for a moment. "What the f * ck, it's her!"

Qiao Mu saw Chang Ya Jing smile sweetly as she chatted with the man in the car. She also saw Chang Ya Jing slightly bend her body as if she was doing it on purpose. Due to this action, her exquisite body was exposed without a doubt.

Qiu Ning turned her head, his expression solemn. "Mu Mu, she's seducing your man! If this were to happen to me, I would have long rushed downstairs and slapped that bitch! "

Qiao Mu did not say anything and just stretched her neck. She urgently wanted to know what the two of them were talking about. To be able to make Chang Ya Jing laugh so much, she was not a clairaudient. She could not hear!

Qiao Mu held onto the windowsill and bit her lower lip. She slashed at the window again and again. Damn it, what's the point of wearing so little in the middle of winter, isn't it cold?! It was fine if she wore less, but wearing so little in front of her man made her feel wrong!

And that dead man, Xi Muqiao, talking to an unknown woman in broad daylight right under the noses of her real wife. Did he remember that he was married and did not realize it!? Even if Chang Ya Jing took the initiative to go over and strike up a conversation with him, did he not know how to avoid suspicion!? Qiao Mu was so angry that the roots of her teeth were itching.

Moments later, she saw Chang Ya Jing and her little demoness. She gritted her teeth. Bastard! She started flirting so quickly!

Then, she saw Chang Ya Jing walk in seductive strides to the other side of the car, opened the passenger door and sat inside.

Qiao Mu's eyes widened as she fiercely stomped her feet twice. Damn it, just what kind of situation was this old man in? How could she be taken down by a lesser demon so quickly? Done? The car had been taken by that woman!

Her hands, which were propped up on the windowsill, continuously clenched and loosened. She then clenched and loosened her grip. Her expression turned gloomy. This old bastard, he actually dared to openly look for Little San right under her nose!

Qiao Mu was like a volcano waiting to erupt, the burning hot lava in her body continued to surge and surge. She felt that if she continued to endure it any longer, her internal organs would be burnt to death.

"F * cking J * cking woman! "Go to hell!"

Just as Xi Mubai started the car, a white arc appeared in front of him. Peng, a white sneaker landed on the front windshield. He looked at it and was amused. Isn't that Little Rascal's sneaker?

The crowd clamored as they all looked over to see who was throwing smelly shoes at the luxurious car. However, when they looked up, they couldn't tell who threw the smelly shoes because every window was filled with people.

As expected, he saw that small head in the middle window of the third floor that was blown into a mess by the cold wind. His pupils shrank as he curled his lips, looking extremely confident. Then, that smile froze on his face, because he clearly saw that little bastard give him a middle finger!

Little bastard, you're actually provoking me? Xi Muqiao retracted his gaze, his lips curled up into a smile. His black eyes were as dark and calm as the sea, and there was a faint ripple. His mood had suddenly become happier than it had ever been.

Little bastard, this is … Jealous?

He leaned half a body out of the window, stretched out his long arm, and took the sneaker, waving it at Qiao Mu.

Qiu Ning looked doubtfully at Qiao Mu, scratching her head. "What do you mean by 'your man'?"

Qiao Mu glanced at her and pursed her pink lips. "He's declaring war!"

"…"

In the car.

Chang Ya Jing looked at Xi Muqiao in shock as he brought in the shoe. She found it hard to believe that this was something Xi Muqiao could do.

"Mu Qiao ge, these shoes …"

Xi Muqiao smiled like a child and did not hide his good mood. "Someone else accidentally fell down and I picked them up. Return them to me another day."

Chang Ya Jing chuckled dryly with a weird expression on her face. She felt that today's Mu Qiao was a little abnormal.

She caressed the long hair by her ear, a faint blush appearing on her face. With a bashful expression, she pretended to be picky. He asked in a playful tone, "Why would Brother Mu Qiao come to my school and stop at my dormitory?"

She was probing him. She knew that it was impossible for Xi Muqiao to know anyone else besides her in the school. She was faintly looking forward to hearing the answer in her heart from Xi Muqiao.

Xi Muqiao smiled but did not reply. Instead, he changed the topic. "I'll send you home."

Chang Ya Jing's expression was embarrassed. She felt discontent, but she did not dare to flare up, afraid that she would leave a bad impression in Xi Muqiao's heart.

Qiao Mu's face was covered in layers of dark clouds. She crossed her arms over her chest as she stared at the Bugatti Wyvern. It gradually drove away, turning into a small black dot. Finally, it turned around and disappeared.

She flung her hand and slammed the window shut. A loud bang scared QiuNing, causing her to tremble in fear. She lowered her head and walked to the study table to sit down. Her eyes were half closed.

Sure enough, dogs couldn't stop themselves from eating sh * t. The underworld was the underworld, and no matter how human you were, you couldn't change the nature of urination in your bones!

Wasn't this what he had hoped for? The financial backer had been taken away. The spirit had been lured away, but why was he feeling a little sad?

She felt that there was no other woman in the world who was more unlucky than herself. Previously, when she had fought with Lu Ziming, she had been stopped by Little Three, and she had been miserably abandoned!

Now that she was married, it had only been a few days. First, she was separated, then she was separated by a little demoness. The sage had taken her husband away! Qiao Mu hated them to death. She really wanted to tear them apart! There were so many men in the world, why did she have to go out of her way?

Qiu Ning patted her chest as she looked at Qiao Mu, who exuded a gloomy aura, before carefully speaking.

"Mu Mu, don't be too sad, Little San is still Little Three. You're the real Madam, we've worked hard to get him back. Also, isn't she just a god from the Arts Department? She's a brainless one, and you're the one from our architecture department! You have to have breasts, you have to have brains, you have to think about it, no matter what happens, there's still a bunch of men standing behind you!"

Qiao Mu ignored her and expressionlessly picked up the black pen on the table. She suddenly revealed a twisted smile and with a push of her hands, the pen snapped at her waist, ink splattered everywhere. She squinted her eyes and a few words popped out from between her teeth.

"Chang Yao. "Fine, if you dare to steal my man, I'll f * cking fight you to the death!"

Qiu Ning looked at her hand, which was covered in black ink, with a ferocious smile on her face, and shivered. Mu Mu was very angry, and the consequences were severe! It seems like the small universe is going to erupt!