Chapter 1787 Ruining Ye Qingtian's Face!

Ye Tianxin smiled mockingly, it seemed that this man didn't know her.

"I'm not interested in acting, I'm only interested in this woman's face."

Ye Qingtian was holding Ye Linlang's face, and Ye Tianxin was not used to seeing it.

Today...she finally got her chance.

She has to ruin Ye Qingtian's face!

From then on, she could no longer bear Ye Linlang's face and swagger through the market.

"Ye sweetheart, what do you want to do?"

Ye Qingtian reacted, Ye Tianxin could not save her.

Absolutely impossible!

What will Sweetheart Ye do?

She will ruin this face of hers.

Can't.

Absolutely not.

This is her face.

"Night clear sky, didn't you guess?"

Ye Tianxin smiled sweetly, she turned around, and said to Qi Yan, "Brother Yiyan, you bring maltose back, the next thing is not suitable for her to see."

Maltose was obediently brought into the private room by Qi Yiyan.

Li Qingcang quickly understood what Ye Tianxin meant. He looked at the men in front of him, and his cold eyes fell on one of them.

That man couldn't help shrinking his neck, what's going on?

He had just felt as if someone had swept a knife across his neck.

"Ye sweetheart! You are Ye sweetheart!"

Finally someone responded.

Leaf sweetheart.

She is Sweetheart Ye.

Xie Xuning's daughter.

The man who had just made a statement to tease Ye Tianxin, knelt down in front of Ye Tianxin with a thud.

"Miss Ye, you have a lot of adults, and the young ones just have eyes and don't know Mount Tai!"

Ye Tian thought to herself, it's really boring.

She is so famous, can she still be happy to slap her face in the future?

"It's not impossible to ask for my forgiveness."

As if seeing hope, the man hurriedly asked, "But according to Miss Ye's instructions."

In Ye Qingtian's terrified eyes, Ye Tianxin spoke slowly, her voice cold and emotionless.

"I don't like her face."

I don't like her face.

That's easy to do.

The middle-aged man rushed to the private room, took out a beer bottle, and slammed it against the wall.

The men who had just held Ye Qingsky tightly, suddenly let go of their hands.

Ye Qingtian seemed to be like a fish, trying his best to run towards the end of the corridor.

Men seem to have unleashed endless potential.

He rushed to Ye Qingsky and pressed Ye Qingsky to the ground.

"don't want."

"Don't touch my face."

"Ye sweetheart, I hate you, I hate you!"

"Ye sweetheart, I'm going to kill you!"

The broken beer bottle in the man's hand stabbed into Ye Qingsky's face.

Ye Qingtian didn't even have time to resist, and was so disfigured.

A shrill scream came out of her mouth.

After the man ruined Ye Qingkong's face, he grabbed Ye Qingkong's hair and dragged her to Ye Tianxin.

Ye Tianxin only glanced at Ye Qingsky's bloody face, and then looked away.

"You said, should I call you Ye Qingsky? Or Haruyuki?"

Ye Qingtian's eyes were full of blood. She tried her best to open her eyes, but she only saw Ye Tianxin's indifferent and beautiful face.

"Ye Qingkong, just based on your face, who else do you want to seduce?"

Ye Qingtian only felt that his face was full of broken glass slag.

She knew that her face, even the top plastic surgeon could not repair her face again.