Chapter 18： Malicious

A netizen on a certain website published an analysis of several thousand words, and analyzed her mental state at the time from the photos of Qiao’s movements and demeanor.

Finally came to the conclusion:

Cold-blooded, full of malice!

These sharp eight characters completely nailed Luo Qiao to the pillar of shame.

...

Seeing the trouble getting worse, Mu Lan called Luo Qiao anxiously, but Luo Qiao on the other side seemed to be okay, with a leisurely tone: "Are you asking me what I'm doing? I'm applying a mask at home to watch a movie."

Mu Lan: "..." She rolled her eyes: "You let the little **** Zhang Lingling run wild? Dad Luo, **** her! Snow hide her! Unspoken rules for her! Take money to kill that little **** !"

She is no longer the helpless Luo Xiaoqiao now, she is the rich father Luo!

Luo Qiao uncovered the mask, her face was smooth and meticulous. She patted her to absorb the essence, and said indifferently: "Now that there is so much noise on the Internet, if I hide her, it will arouse a greater reaction from netizens. Not only can I not touch her , You have to make a confession."

Mu Lanqi's Qiqiao made smoke: "Why! It's obviously that she played a trick, and the whole thing has nothing to do with you, so why don't you give it to her!" She refused!

"Who made her wield the big knife of public opinion? She deliberately designed this event that night and stood on the commanding heights of public opinion. No matter how I refuted, she would be covered with the big hat of bullying."

Asking the people present to testify to her will also be classified as an accomplice, the filthy category in the circle.

"Isn't this typical who is weak and reasonable!"

Luo Qiao squinted her eyes, not smiling, "Who didn't install surveillance in the venue."

Now she is what she says.

Ming Siran, who was working on the side, looked up at her, frowning slightly.

...

Thursday was the day when Zhang Lingling came to Dongshi Pictures to discuss cooperation. It has been a week since the incident happened. During this week, her fans kept coming to the company's door to demonstrate, so that there was noisy surroundings every day.

Luo Qiao asked the driver to stop in front and looked at Mu Lan who was aside: "You really don't need to accompany me down, there are security guards."

Mu Lan resolutely shook his head: "Just your thin arms and legs, I am worried that those crazy fans will eat you."

Since Zhang Lingling is coming today, there are many times more fans than usual.

Luo Qiao shook her head helplessly and asked Mu Lan to tightly cover her hat and mask and get out of the car with her.

As soon as her car appeared, the group of fans began to commotion, rushing towards her regardless of the security guards.

"Luo Qiao, why are you so vicious? Look at Lingling because you committed suicide, won't you have a conscience?"

"You are bad and stupid, even if you ruin Lingling, netizens won't like you!"

"Luo Qiao, you are so disgusting, you still have the mind to go to work? If I were you, I would apologize with death!"

"..."

Luo Qiao walked towards the door of the company blankly, when these people were barking dogs.

However, the people who came to the demonstration were very radical. Seeing her indifferent, they became angry and even started to pull their hands. The security personnel hurriedly stopped, but the noise became more and more serious, and the situation was uncontrollable.

Luo Qiao's face was slightly cold.

At this moment, a whistle suddenly sounded in front, and a black luxury car drove in this direction at an alarming speed, and the crowd was in front of them. The fans screamed, and the front ones were still uncontrollable. Stayed and fell to the ground.

Ming Siran opened the door and pulled Luo Qiao out in a dead silence.