Chapter 172 It’s Really a Pain in the Head

Mu Xuexin covered her cheek, feeling her delicate skin burning with pain, and there was still a faint smell of blood in her mouth.

She did not resist, but closed her eyes, ready to cry.

"Qiao Wei, I have already apologized, and I will agree to pay you compensation, but why are you still beating me?"

As she spoke, her hand slowly slipped down, and the arrogant slap marks were clearly displayed in front of all the guests.

"You..." Qiao Wei rolled her eyes.

The attributes of the white lotus are really disgusting.

Seeing this, Ji Guilan hugged Mu Xuexin and helped her wipe away her tears, "Xinxin, it's all my fault...if mother didn't hold this birthday party, you wouldn't be filial to invite Qingchen, let alone pretend like this. matter……"

The mother and daughter hugged each other and cried more and more.

Mu Wanqing rubbed her temples, "It really makes my head hurt."

She should have taken off Mu Xuexin's mask just now, lest she still pretend to be a white lotus here and act arrogant.

Don't let her touch the mask again!

Otherwise, Mu Xuexin would be doomed!

"Since Miss Mu said that she didn't know that the woman just now was fake Qingchen, then she must really sincerely want to invite me to the banquet, right?"

Mu Wanqing sighed quietly.

Mu Xuexin wiped away her tears, her eyes filled with water, "Yes... I really didn't ask someone to pretend to be her."

Mu Wan said in her heart: Bah.

I really believed in the evil of White Lotus.

However, she did not hire anyone to impersonate her, because the person impersonating Queen Qingchen was actually herself.

"Xiang Yang." Mu Wanqing glanced at the assistant, "Is there this announcement in my itinerary?"

Xiang Yang handed her the notice, "I did not receive an invitation letter from the Mu family. Your only schedule today is to participate in Director Li's commercial shooting."

Mu Wanqing nodded suddenly, "That's right."

She turned her eyes idly and looked at Muxue. Her pair of peach blossom eyes seemed a little lazy, but full of charm.

"It doesn't matter. You can't blame Miss Mu. Maybe she sent the invitation to the wrong person."

After she finished speaking, she curled her pink lips carelessly.

Qiao Wei sneered, "Even if you invite the wrong person, Miss Mu Xuexin should have a backup, such as call records or email sending records."

She reached out and took out her mobile phone from her wide-leg trousers, lowered her head and read out the birthday party news from the Mu family.

"The Mu family claimed in the news report that they invited Miss Qingchen to the banquet, but Qingchen was not invited at all. Shouldn't Miss Mu give an explanation for this?"

After the words fell, Mu Wanqing snorted coldly.

Seeing her crying and hypocritical look, Qiao Wei wanted to slap her again!

"I……"

Mu Xuexin immediately reached out and grabbed the newspaper.

She pulled the newspaper off her face, crumpled it into a ball of waste paper, and held it in her palm, "My mailbox has been emptied, so I can't find any records."

In fact, her mailbox has not been emptied, and it even contains many private photos of herself...

No matter what, she couldn't come up with any evidence!

Because she never sent an invitation to Qingchen, she had already decided to let herself pretend when she had the idea.

"Really?" Mu Wanqing chuckled.

She hooked her fingers, and Xiang Yang handed her the tablet computer she carried with her.

I saw Mu Wanqing's slender fingers dancing on the screen, a string of codes flashed quickly, and then an interface popped up - it was Mu Xuexin's mailbox!

Mu Wanqing: I’m going to sell Mu Xuexin’s private photos! One recommendation vote is exchanged for one soap piece~