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C250 Cut off All Pretenses of Cordiality



C250 Cut off All Pretenses of Cordiality

Thinking of this, Tang Mengqian suppressed the hatred in her chest.    

    

"Qingge, are you still blaming me for not remembering the anniversary of my death? Sorry, I was really too tired from practicing the zither a few days ago. During the day when I was filming and practicing the zither at night, I really wanted to remember the anniversary of death, but I really didn't do it on purpose."    

    

She explained to her pitifully in the crew and quickly resonated with the surrounding people.    

    

They were filming all day and night in the crew, and they would indeed forget a lot of important things. It wasn't an unforgivable crime to forget one or two important things.    

    

Tang Qingge watched her performance with an expressionless face and listened to the muttering sound beside her ear. After a while, she curled her lips and said, "Is it so easy to forget people who died because of your hands?"    

    

The air became quiet.    

    

Tang Mengqian's eyes opened angrily and her expression changed. She clenched her teeth and immediately pulled Tang Qingge's hand into the lounge.    

    

"What did Tang Qingge mean by those words just now?"    

    

Everyone looked at each other in dismay.    

    

In the lounge, Tang Mengqian took off her disguise and looked at her fiercely. "Tang Qingge, why did you mention what happened five years ago? Don't think that you have no evidence against me. Five years ago, I dumped you to a stranger. Do you think anyone still likes you after I told them about this? "    

    

Tang Qingge's phoenix eyes were raised high as she looked at Tang Mengqian, who had shed all pretenses with her. Her eyes were filled with sharp blades, "You dare not do that. Don't forget who threw me to a stranger. If I want to go to hell, I will definitely pull you along!"    

    

Tang Mengqian's face turned pale and she fiercely pinched Tang Qingge's wrist. Her voice was sharp.    

    

"As expected, you still did not let me go because of what happened five years ago! Who asked you to snatch the thing that belongs to me five years ago? Who can you blame if you don't have a brain for being plotted against by me? Also, that short-lived brother of yours deserves to die too. Who does he blame if he gets sick? Blame your brother and sister for being too stupid back then, and your mother. The three of you are all stupid, that's why you were fooled by my mother and me!"    

    

"Why did you come back alive? Five years ago, you should have died in the sea with your mother and brother! You should have died with the bastard child in your belly! Ah!"    

    

Tang Qingge's eyes became dark and cold. When she heard Tang Mengqian's words and especially the mention of the child in her stomach, her chest rose and fell in anger. Her eyes were red and she could not bear it and she threw Tang Mengqian away.    

    

Tang Mengqian screamed and her forehead hit the table. At this time, Qiao Nancheng, who rushed over, saw this scene.    

    

Qiao Nancheng was afraid that Tang Mengqian would suffer a loss at Tang Qingge's place, so he came to the production crew. He did not expect to hear Tang Mengqian's scream when he entered the lounge. In the next second, he barged in and saw Tang Qingge push Tang Mengqian onto the table.    

    

Qiao Nancheng was stunned. On the ground, Tang Mengqian was lying beside the table with a pale face. She turned around and looked at him while crying, "Nancheng, Qingge pushed me. I was just apologizing to her, but Qingge pushed me because of what happened five years ago."    

    

Hearing this, Qiao Nancheng's entire body tensed up. His fists clenched so tightly that cracking sounds could be heard. Without even asking a question, he suddenly slapped towards Tang Qingge.    

    

The scene five years ago reappeared. He did not listen to her explanation and kicked her in the stomach. The scene five years ago suddenly appeared in front of Tang Qingge's eyes. It was still vivid in her mind. The crying of a woman, the sound of men dragging her into hell. The smell of blood...    

    

It was as if she had fallen into a nightmare five years ago, watching Qiao Nancheng's palm getting closer and closer to her.    

    


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