Chapter 506： I can't tear it down, I will tear you down!

She wants to ruin that little girl for a lifetime?

interesting.

Luo Qiao sneered: "I don't have much skill, but my mind is vicious enough. You taught me well."

Lin Zhiyao's face changed slightly: "What do you mean?"

"Poorness is not the reason why she steals other people's things, nor is it the reason why you have to be generous with others to allow me to forgive and forgive her. It's so good for her. It's better to teach her how to behave first."

"So, don't you plan to delete the video on your Weibo?"

Luo Qiao raised her eyebrows: "It depends on whether you have the ability to let me delete it. If not, it will always be lying on my Weibo. I can't stop the netizens. After all, if I don't clarify, now It was me who was attacked by them."

Lin Zhiyao found that no matter from which aspect, she seemed unable to convince this woman. She looked at her for a moment and said coldly, "How much money do you want."

Luo Qiao shrugged and chuckled, "Which eye do you see that I lack money?"

No money, no persuasion, Lin Zhiyao turned around and left.

She always finds a way to delete the video willingly.

Luo Qiao glanced at her back, raised her eyebrows, and continued to work.

...

This weekend, when Ming Siran was not there, Luo Qiao went to a solo exhibition when she was free.

I heard that this painter did a good job, and even Lin Chang once praised it.

Luo Qiao came to this exhibition, strolling casually, watching the paintings on the wall.

To be honest, she didn't see anything to do.

Just watching one by one, in a quiet space, the sound of footsteps in front came, Luo Qiao raised her eyes and glanced, then her gaze paused slightly.

Lin Zhiyao wore a skirt today, with less coldness and more femininity.

It's only now that Luo Qiao realized with a little bit of time that this woman seemed...a little like her?

Luo Qiao raised her chin proudly, of course, just the kind of image she crushed!

Face bumping is not scary, whoever is ugly is embarrassed.

Lin Zhiyao discovered this earlier than Luo Qiao. She felt that her face was inexplicably familiar as early as in the bar, but this similarity to her did not make her happy because the other party was superior.

She directly ignored Luo Qiao's aggressive beauty, and said quietly: "Miss Luo, you still don't plan to delete the video, do you?"

In the past few days, netizens have picked up Xiaoyu’s identity, her residence, including her parents and their current situation, if it weren’t for her to protect her, she still doesn’t know what to do. Even so, Luo Qiao never deletes the video. , Completely ignore the harm to others.

She can take money to let people delete other videos on the Internet, but Luo Qiao's Weibo has no way.

Luo Qiao only glanced at her, then turned her gaze away, "Didn't you always protect that little girl? What's the matter, you can't protect it now?"

Lin Zhiyao's breath sinks slightly: "She has learned a lesson, no matter what, she is just a child, is it enough."

Luo Qiao hooked her lips: "You never seem to want her to apologize to me."

"..."

Lin Zhiyao looked at Luo Qiao's appearance and pressed her lips tightly. She stared at her for a while, and suddenly said coldly, "It seems that Miss Luo is not suitable to stay here."

She directly said to the staff standing next to her: "Please invite Miss Luo out."

Luo Qiao raised her eyebrows, looked at her up and down, and sneered: "Please go out? If you say please go out, please go out. Who do you think you are?"

The staff member walked forward and said to Luo Qiao: "Miss, please go out."

Luo Qiao expressionlessly: "Call your boss out."

In the next second, the staff looked at Lin Zhiyao's direction and said, "My boss is here."

The air is quiet.

Luo Qiao slowly raised her eyes and looked at Lin Zhiyao with a cold expression.

Her whole person:? ? ?

Lin Zhiyao glanced at Luo Qiao with indifferent eyes, then lifted her leg and left directly.

Luo Qiao was then "invited" out of the gallery by the staff.

She stood at the door of the gallery, looking at the people who kept walking in, and then looked back at the staff who had just turned and left. She only felt that her lungs would be blown up instantly.

She took a breath and laughed out of anger.

She lived till now, it was the first time his mother was kicked out of a place.

Driven out!

Luo has never been wronged by this kind of grievance. He stepped on high heels and got into the car. While walking towards the car, he took out his mobile phone from his bag and dialed a phone number directly.

The driver saw her coming out of the gallery and quickly opened the door for her. At the same time, he asked: "Miss, are you still having fun?"

It is expected that these words stepped on Luo Qiao's anger, and she was so angry that she sneered: "Have you fun? I'm having fun to death!"

driver:"…………"

He dared not say anything again, and hurriedly opened the door for Luo Qiao.

When Luo Qiao bent over and sat in, her voice also came out: "Take down this gallery for me in three days! I can't take it down, I will take you down!"

Driver: "..." Who on earth has offended their eldest lady?

In the past two years, she has become more stable. Who made her want to tear it?

Luo Qiao dialed Lin Chang again after finishing the call.

"Sister Qiao Qiao." There was a deep and pleasant male voice. In the past two years, that talented young painter has also grown up.

Luo Qiao: "The painter you praised..."

"Sister Qiao Qiao is talking about the mysterious painter codenamed L?"

"Yes! That garbage thing..." After a pause, Luo Qiao heard what he meant, squinted and asked: "Why, you seem to admire her very much?"

At this moment, a chill suddenly appeared behind Lin Chang, who was preparing to teach at a foreign university. He reacted very quickly and hurriedly shook his head and said, "I don’t appreciate it. I’ve never said anything so stupid? No, what am I? L’s black fan will be at odds with her in the field of painting. There is her without me, and I without her."

Lin Chang finished a long sentence without pause.

Luo Qiao: "...good!"

After hanging up the phone, Luo Qiao still didn't relieve her anger, she thought about Lin Zhiyao just now.

Acting in front of her.

very good.

She and her Liangzi are forged.

...

Ming Siran's business trip took half a month, and Luo Qiao was not interested in guarding the empty villa, so he moved back to his parents' house with their cats, dogs and small robots.

After work this day, Luo Qiao was listening to the person on the phone reporting to her the situation of Lin Zhiyao Gallery. She raised her eyes and saw Luo Zelan coming down from the stairs.

The man put one hand in the pocket of his trousers, his figure was tall and slender, how seductive he looked.

Coming over, he glanced at her lightly, and Luo Zelan tapped her head: "Going to play billiards?"

Luo Qiao: "No, I'm not in the mood."