HRPM – Chapter 135 Using a Trick (4)

“Zhu Jiu is nothing—once I, Jin Luoluo, make a move, who can rival me…!”

Jin Luoluo arrogantly raised her hand in a cheering pose, but just as she got carried away, misfortune struck—only a “click” was heard.

The carriage instantly fell into an eerie silence as Jin Luoluo and Zuo Gong stared at each other wide-eyed.

“What did you just click?” Jin Luoluo glared at him and asked.

Zuo Gong felt completely wronged. “I didn’t click anything! It sounded like it came from your hand, Miss…”

He tremblingly pointed at the hand Jin Luoluo had raised.

“My hand made that clicking sound? No way~~”

Jin Luoluo looked at her wrist, now hanging limply, stunned for a long while. Then, as a wave of pain hit her, she finally let out a ghostly wail.

“It hurts so much! This time my hand is really broken—broken~~~!”

This scream was completely genuine.

Zuo Gong sighed inwardly. As expected, Miss was a bit scatterbrained—her reflexes were slower than a dinosaur’s. It took her that long to realize her hand was broken.

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The new product launch event was arranged at a spacious venue in the eastern part of the city.

Because of the arrival of the mysterious guests—the three princes of Chuyun—enthusiasm among the capital’s female fans exploded, and the vast square was packed with people.

The crowd of people buying clothes while also catching a glimpse of their idols kept growing, leaving the staff of Xiangluo’er Shop overwhelmed and dizzy with busyness.

Xiao Che, Xiao Yan, and Xiao Yu were heavily guarded at the highest point of the constructed stage.

Standing on the stage like graceful, upright trees, they perfectly matched the name of the new collection—“Yushu Linfeng” series menswear.

One, dressed in black, looked cold and wickedly charming; one, in purple, appeared elegant and dignified; and one, in white, shone with a bright, sunny aura.

The girls below the stage were dazzled. Especially when the prince in purple occasionally gave a gentle smile—it nearly made them faint with excitement.

Then there was the prince like the morning sun, who would occasionally throw flirtatious glances at them, leaving them completely smitten; in their excitement, they bought piles of clothes.

As for the naturally cold, ice-like man radiating chill from head to toe—though he wasn’t as popular as the other two—

his uniquely cold and alluring aura still captured the hearts of many girls who liked dark, mysterious beauties.

After all, everyone has their own taste.