Qiao Mu's Counterattack 8

An Ting screamed and glared at Baby Guan. " You…" You did it on purpose!"

"Sorry, my hand slipped." Baby Guan smiled, not apologetic at all.

"You! You're in cahoots. You only attacked me because you felt guilty! Security, quickly call security over!" An Ting instantly lost control. She had rented this gown temporarily and had to return it later. What should she do now?

Baby Guan wiped her hands with a tissue. " You're allowed to leave your mouth open, but you can't allow my hand to cramp? The security here is very good. They treat sick guests very well."

Sick…

An Ting's face was ashen. This was saying that she was sick!

An Ting was about to go crazy with anger. She looked at the wet clothes on her chest and left angrily.

Baby Guan picked up another glass of wine and glanced at Ning Tongtong. Ning Tongtong was so frightened by her gaze that she quickly took a step back, afraid that the glass of wine would be thrown at her.