Master's Little Girl Has Grown Up

0Wen Yiran did not expect Shi Qian to have such an attitude. She held her phone and stomped her feet angrily.     2

    

Wen Ke'er noticed that the number on Shi Qian's screen was Wen Yiran's.    

    

After Shi Qian hung up, she asked, "It's Wen Yiran. Why did she call you? "    

    

Shi Qian did not mind and smiled, "It's nothing."    

    

Wen Ke'er looked at her and was a little worried.    

    

Wen Yi An had just left the professor when he called again.    

    

Shi Qian picked up the phone and before the other party could say anything, she directly said, "I advise you to think about the owner of that car before you do this stupid thing. Is it something you can offend?"    

    

Finishing, Shi Qian hung up the phone again before Wen Yiran could say anything.    

    

That car belonged to Jiang Ci.    

    

If Wen Yiran really put that photo on the internet to slander her, with Jiang Ci's temper, if she saw it, then it would be time for her death.    

    

She was hung up again.    

    

Wen Yiran was about to die from anger.    

    

At this moment, Shi Muxue walked towards her.    

    

"Yiran, you are still angry."    

    

Wen Yiran gnashed her teeth in anger, "Shi Qian this slut, I think she only dared to be so arrogant because Sheng Xu is chasing her!"    

    

Shi Muxue said with a caring tone, "Shi Qian, what did she catch on to you?"    

    

After a moment of silence, Wen Yiran still said it. She gritted her teeth and said, "I don't know where that slut got the photo of me and my boyfriend going to the hotel to get a room."    

    

"There is actually such a thing!" Shi Muxue was stunned. She did not expect Shi Qian to be able to get those things.    

    

After thinking for a moment, she opened her mouth again and said, "How did Shi Qian get these? Then... Isn't she violating your personal privacy?"    

    

Offending personal privacy!    

    

Wen Yiran suddenly looked at Shi Muxue and seemed to have thought of something and her mood suddenly broadened.    

    

Shi Muxue pretended to be puzzled, "What is it?"    

    

Wen Yiran instantly smiled, "Muxue, you are indeed smart."    

    

Shi Muxue acted dumb, "What are you talking about?"    

    

"Nothing? Thank you." Wen Yiran smiled.    

    

She did not expect that she could send Shi Qian's photo first. If Shi Qian sent her photo, then she could send it out again.    

    

Then she could use her identity as a victim to say that Shi Qian slandered her to take revenge on her.    

    

This should be considered a crime. Perhaps she could even send that slut in.    

    

She did not believe that a country bumpkin like Shi Qian could seduce any big shot, so what if she drove an Aston Martin?    

    

In order to show off, there were a lot of people who had spent most of their money to buy a car.    

    

However, once they encountered a problem, they would not be able to solve it. They would only hide and pretend to be a turtle.    

    

The matter of Shi Qian threatening her, coupled with the matter of apologizing to Wen Ke'er and Shi Qian's arrogant attitude had already caused Wen Yiran to be unable to bear it any longer.    

    

At this time, there was finally a solution.    

    

She immediately picked up her phone and made a call, "I want to post some things on the Internet. Find me some spammers, the type who want to be professional."    

    

Shi Muxue stood at the side and listened to Wen Yiran make the call. A pleased smile appeared in her eyes.    

    

Once this kind of thing fermented on the Internet, it would not be so easy to resolve it.    

    

Shi Qian would definitely be finished this time.    

    

At night.    

    

Shi Qian was staring at the computer in the study room. Her fingers were tapping on the keyboard as she revised the design over and over again.    

    

Because there was a place that she was not satisfied with, she stubbornly refused to sleep. She thought over and operated at the same time.    

    

Finally, when she was satisfied with the design, she stopped and stretched.    

    

It was already past two o'clock in the morning. She laid on the table and wanted to rest for a while, but she accidentally fell asleep.    

    

It was not until the sound of the plane outside the window that she suddenly woke up.    

    

She found herself sleeping in the study.    

    

She turned her head and looked out the window.    

    

It was still early in the morning. Around 4 am, a private jet landed in Monarch Garden.    

    

It seemed like Shaang Sizhan had returned.