Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

Chapter 877 It's okay, young...

Wen Hao was startled, and when he turned his head, he saw her eyes piercing the ice, but full of bitterness.

Then, thinking of Ouyang Jingru again, she seemed to understand a little bit, she pursed her thin lips tightly, and said no more, just kept telling herself in her heart that from now on, he would never trust anyone again.

Ouyang Jingru looked at Jian Junxi's sneer at the camera, especially the black bag that was still hanging on her body, her beautiful face was extremely ugly, and her chest heaved violently with anger.

Yan'er took a look, afraid she would get angry, and whispered in her ear: "Madam, calm down, everything is going according to plan!"

"I'm just angry. He has a face that is disastrous to the country and the people. He actually let Jing'er give him such an important thing. Windsor was also so fascinated by her that she couldn't find her.
Look... he has such a proud face, I really want to cut him into pieces right away..." Ouyang Jing was so angry that he threw the handkerchief on the ground as a wave of anger spread from the bottom of his heart to his whole body.

Yan'er picked it up and patted it lightly. She has been with Ouyang Jingru for more than ten years, so she knows her temper well.

Softly persuaded: "Ma'am, it's all temporary. It's hard to tell who will get this gun in the end, isn't it?"

Ouyang Jingru looked at Jian Junxi in the video, with eyes as cold as ice for thousands of years, and took several deep breaths before suppressing the anger in her heart, and asked coldly, "Where's Windsor?"

"Miss heard that Jian Junxi is coming, she is dressing up in her room..."

As soon as Yan'er's words fell, Ouyang Jingru stood up, clutched the handkerchief tightly, and said coldly: "Let's go, we must greet him well today!"

"Yes... madam..." A sneer twitched on the corner of Yan'er's lips, and a hint of malice flashed in her black eyes.

Jian Junxi and Wen Hao finally saw the building of the banquet hall, and she took out a tissue to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

After hesitating again and again, he still frowned and suggested: "Master, let's go back. Wait a minute. If Ouyang Jingru makes things difficult for you, your current body will definitely not last long..."

Jian Junxi took out a bottle of mineral water from his bag, took a big sip, and then said hoarsely: "Their plan has just begun, how could they let me go..."

"Will that be life-threatening?" Wen Hao's dark complexion was like a sky covered with dark clouds.

There was a sense of powerlessness in the dark eyes, because he felt that he couldn't help her with anything, maybe it was still a burden.

"I can't die..." Jian Junxi put the water back into the bag, and said calmly: "Don't worry, she still doesn't dare to touch me yet, try not to eat anything here..."

"Yes, young master..." Wen Hao nodded with a serious face, and the sadness between his brows became more and more intense.

Before they reached the door, Ouyang Jingru came out, pulled her lips, and said guiltily: "Mr. Jian, I'm really sorry.
It caused you to walk such a long way. I saw that the time was up, and I thought you would not come. I was busy inside just now, and I only received the notice now..."

"It's okay, you're young..." The corners of Jian Junxi's lips pulled slightly, provocatively, showing his pride and generosity everywhere.

But the implication seemed to be that Ouyang Jingru was already old, which made her so angry that her fingernails dug into her palms, her whole body was full of killing breath, and she said calmly, "Please come inside!"

Jian Junxi raised his eyebrows slightly, and said lightly: "Madam, I won't attend the banquet. You can arrange for me to meet your daughter once. I have other things to do, so I can't stay too long!"

(End of this chapter)