Shen Zhou said, "It's not a loss to see these people's true faces on this occasion."
Elder Theodore Shelby looked at Ming Jing, who was all alone. Facing so many doubts and abuses, she could still smile.
How strong must this girl's mentality be?
"Li Jiaojiao, did you eat shit? Your mouth is so stinky." Liu Muxue glared at the person who first called Jiangzhou a thin horse and threw her high heels at the crowd.
Her aim was spot on, and Li Jiaojiao was hit on the forehead by the heel of the high heels before she could dodge.
Her forehead swelled up instantly.
Li Jiaojiao held her forehead, her eyes red with pain.
The next moment, Liu Muxue rushed over, grabbed Li Jiaojiao's hair and yanked it violently, cursing as she pulled, "Fuck you, you filthy bitch, what do you think you are, to curse Ming Jing? You've been waiting for this day for a long time, huh? I think you were the happiest one of all. Jiangzhou thin horse, my ass."