Chapitre 885: i won't touch you, for fear of dirtying my hands (2)

"you don't deserve to stand on stage! you're even more unworthy ..."

"put on this set of clothes!"

yin changge was triggered by her words. how could she not be angry when something she had worked hard for her whole life was completely denied?

she reached out to pull out the pearl hairpin on her head, raised her arm, and suddenly stabbed it at sheng aiyi ...

jing zuolin, who was sitting in the audience, had a cold look in his eyes. jing hanchuan immediately sat up from his chair.

everyone held their breath and watched as the sharp head of the pearl hairpin went straight for sheng aiyi's face. however, before it could touch her, two burly men pulled her back from behind ...

her fingers trembled, and the hairpin fell to the ground.

"what are you doing? let me go!"

yin changge's mental state was on the verge of collapse.