Chapter 295: Jun Zhi Mu, Don't Be Self-Delusional

't a big deal. She could just sleep it off, and the next day she would forget about it.The company started spreading rumors that the previous influencer with millions of followers had offended someone...When she woke up the next day, Qiao Bao'er felt like her right hand was useless.

Her whole right arm ached so badly she suspected she wouldn't even have the strength to hold chopsticks now.

A wave of resentment surged to her forehead. She stared at the ceiling for a long time, and she swore that if she had a gun in her hand right now, she would shoot several big holes into it.

Whenever she heard that voice, her blood pressure would skyrocket.

You scoundrel! You bastard!

If she hadn't practiced karate since she was a child, an ordinary woman couldn't have held on for so long. There's a sense that he wants to rush things, or perhaps he's just playing with her.

The club's head shooting coach even added her on WeChat, and this burly, large-framed coach greeted her with a very friendly expression, saying, 'Don't forget to come on time next week.'

"I'm so mad! I slammed my left hand against the door, "Hey—"

The elderly man inside seemed unwilling to pay her any attention. He just gave a cold and indifferent response. Hearing Jun Zhim牧's complaint, "Buy me some fried noodles tomorrow,"

Tomorrow, tomorrow I have to make breakfast for him!!!nderstand why.Jun Zhi Mu remained unperturbed by many things, simply replying with two words, "No.""How could there be none Don't you love going to the club to box"Jo Baoer got excited, then she enthu...