Chapter 1170
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He thought that being pounced on when he entered the Marquis' mansion was the biggest insult he had ever suffered in his life. He didn't expect that there would be an insult that was a hundred times more humiliating than that.
Di Jingan had an extremely strong personality. His life had been smooth sailing. Although he often competed with Di Jingcheng, Di Jingcheng was very smart. He was also very smart. When it came to playing dirty, they were evenly matched and kept each other in check.
He thought that he was already the pioneer in this field. Who knew that Di Jingqian, his niece, was even better than him. The first time he was schemed against by someone other than Di Jingcheng, he was almost killed.
Thinking back to today's designer competition, he felt that from the beginning, he had stepped into a trap that Di Jingqian had prepared for him.
A huge trap that he would never be able to turn over.
He had fallen!
"Pfft!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Di Jingan's mouth. Li Jiayin was so scared that she screamed.
"Help! Someone come and save me! Prince An is vomiting blood! "
After all, they had been husband and wife for decades. Di Jingan treated the three of them well. At least, Di Jingcheng had been involved in scandals before. However, Di Jingan had always been protecting the three of them.
Therefore, when she saw her husband vomiting blood, she screamed out loud. Her face was full of fear and pain.
On the stage, Di Zhengle wanted to go down, but the bodyguards of the organizing committee had already rushed up the stage and blocked her way.
"Princess Zhang Le, why are you running? Just now, I asked you to admit that you plagiarized, but you didn't. Now, as long as I haven't slapped your face enough, don't even think about getting off the stage. "
"Sister Qian V587"
"I'm not convinced by anyone but my Sister Qian! "
"Sister Qian is really too domineering. I love that Sister Qian slaps people's faces. I've learned a lot of ways to slap people's faces from her. Although I'll never learn how to control satellites, I can still learn how to scold people like her. " "
"I want to see what face Sister Qian still wants to slap. Didn't she already slap Di Zhengle's family's faces to the ground and step on them? Is there still a place that she hasn't hit yet? "
"Di Jingqian, killing people is just a matter of nodding your head to the ground. You've already caused my father to be like that. What else do you want?" Di Jingqian's heart was filled with despair. His entire person was hysterical.
At the moment, she had a ferocious look on her face. She was completely different from the gentle, kind-hearted, and delicate Princess Zhang Le.
"Tsk, tsk, Princess Zhang Le, this is a feast that will be broadcasted live all over the world. Do you know how horrible and ugly you look right now? Did you throw away your pure and sweet image to feed the dogs? You look so fierce now. "
After that, Di Jingqian turned to look at Di Jingan and said, "Prince An, quickly spit out the sweet image of Princess Zhang Le that you have eaten. Why don't you care about meat and vegetables and eat everything? You even ate human lives, you even ate your daughter's image. Tsk, tsk, as expected of an animal. "
Jing Qian didn't care about the dignity of the royal family of B Country.
To her, her own grandfather's life was lost in their hands. So many passengers' lives were also lost in their hands. Even if she killed them and dragged them out to whip their bodies, it wouldn't be enough to overcome the hatred of her family.
So what if she said a few words? In the end …
"Puff …"
When Di Jingan heard Di Jingqian call him a dog in front of the whole world, he was so angry that he spat out another mouthful of blood.
He already had high blood pressure. At this moment, he only felt a sharp pain in his head.
He held on with his willpower. He didn't collapse in front of everyone. He didn't want to collapse.
This was his last bit of stubbornness.
(End of chapter)
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