"Smack!"
"Smack!"
He slapped her face over a dozen times.
Qiao Yuna's face was swollen.
"Is journalism so worthless these days? Any piece of trash can call themselves a journalist?"
Shang Feiyue was very displeased.
When she learned about what happened in Longcheng,
she really wanted to send Ximen Feixue to kill Qiao Yuna directly.
But she was stopped by Xiao Chen.
Letting this woman die so easily would be too boring.
"What are you doing? Didn't we agree that I'll be interviewing the big boss today?"
Qiao Yuna's voice had turned very strange, as if her mouth was stuffed with donkey hair.
Li Junyao had no way to explain.
She had no idea it would turn out like this.
Shang Feiyue said coldly, "Sure, you can do the interview, but not someone as despicable and shameless as you. Any random journalist from Longcheng TV Station would be better than you!"
Li Junyao's face turned pale.
Her body trembled.
