My Love, Enlighten me

Chapter 125 “She's my little ancestor.”

Luo Ying did not see Gloria Taylor hit the man on his head with the glass and provoked her, “Come on, poke on my face.”

Gloria Taylor showed an envy smile and moved forwards to poke her face. When the glass nearly got to Luo Ying's face, Luo Ying covered her face and screamed, “Ah!”

Her screams echoed in the room. But Gloria Taylor did not even hurt her. Gloria sneered, “You are just so so.”

Luo Ying was embarrassed and she did not immediately stand up but winked at the person who was behind Gloria Taylor. When Gloria reacted, she had been held from behind.

Edith, who had waken up at this moment, stood up directly, pressed Luo Ying down, sat on her back and pulled her hair.

“Damn you bitch! It’s none of her business, what are you doing to my friend? You always set me up secretly and I just ignored you and thought I was bitten by a dog, but you do too far today. Okay, then I will give you a lesson."

The people that Luo Ying brought controlled Gloria Taylor and some of them helped Luo Ying but they could not take Edith Hall away. Gloria Taylor was not easy to mess with and fight with them. It was a mess in the room and there were a few people taking videos aside. Although Luo Ying was exposed to a lot of negative effects, she was still famous. But Edith Hall was more famous. The two fought together, which would make a big sensation. Suddenly, someone came in, “Stop.”

up and she had a little impression of the man. He was the Lobby Manager. At this moment, it was quiet in the room. Edith Hall and Luo Ying pulled each other’s hair on the ground and it was obviously that Luo Ying knew the lobby manager, “Please take her

around to the man behind him and nodded respectfully,

saw Carl Cook coming. At this moment, Gloria Taylor held a bottle of unopened wine and her hair was pulled by a

to be trifled with. Gloria Taylor kicked the man who pulled her hair when he loosed her,

to catch her again. At this time,

to help her. Thinking of this, Luo Ying covered her face and cried, “Mr. Cook, I’m just coming to propose a toast to Edith Hall but I did not expect that she drank too much and hit me.” She said with sincerity,

Ying’s face had swollen up and there were a lot of bloody marks on it, which

Cook said, “She's my little ancestor.”

looked around and finally stared at the

over the phone directly.

problem at your bar, and you have to give us an account.”

The manager nodded, “Yes, we will give you a

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