Qu Lin lifted her head coldly, but the hatred in her eyes couldn't be completely concealed.
"Why is it always..." Pointing at the collapsed stone materials on the stage, Guan Xiang just wanted to beat Qu Lin up.
Qhianqhian smiled indifferently: "Maybe, the Heavenly God despises you? The Jade that was originally fine, whenever it goes through you, it collapses? Are you haunted by a misfortune spirit? Could it be that you relied on Linlin sister's protection all this time to get where you are today?"
Everyone knows that this industry relies on luck, so if one gets labeled as unfortunate... haha.
Seeing the people around wanting to keep their distance, Guan Xiang couldn't suppress his anger and raised his hand: "You little brat, you..."
