"Husband, I'm watching a painting exhibition, I'll go to you when I finish watching it, okay!"

Qiao Yimo's silence was broken by Yixie's middle-aged woman, who had been talking on the phone, completely ignoring others.

"Oh, well, I miss you so much," the woman kept chattering.

Qiao Yimo glanced at the words on the wall: No noise!

Not long after, Qiao Yimo suddenly rang her phone. She took out her phone and saw that it was a text message sent by Su Zhe. She was about to reply. Unexpectedly, the woman had hung up the phone and walked over to her.

"Can you keep your voice down, I don't see so many people here!" He said, and kept rolling his eyes at Qiao Yimo.

Qiao Yimo looked up at her, his expression faint.

I saw the woman still chattering, "What do you look at, I have never seen a beautiful woman!"

The corner of Qiao Yimo's mouth evokes a wicked smile, beauty?

She has never seen such a beautiful woman.

"What's the matter?" The staff stepped forward and said to Qiao Yimo and the woman.

"What's the matter with you? Those of you who come to the exhibition are so unqualified. Just now, her mobile phone kept ringing. When I said something to her, she talked back to me!" Mrs. Huang said angrily.

The staff is embarrassed, "You all keep your voice down, don't influence others to see the exhibition."

Mrs. Huang opened her eyes wide and waited for the staff, "Who do you mean? She was obviously the one who quarreled first."

"This..." The staff didn't know what to say for a while.

Qiao Yimo snorted, squinting his eyes and mocking, "I need to adjust the monitoring! Who is calling there?"

Mrs. Huang pointed to Qiao Yimo's nose and cursed, "You little bitch, I'm afraid of you!"

Qiao Yimo slapped off Mrs. Huang's hand and warned in a low voice, "Don't use your finger, otherwise it will not be connected if it breaks."

"You...what did you say?" Mrs. Huang's eyes widened.

She was actually threatened by a little girl.

This little girl is looking for death.

"Wild girl, believe it or not, I'm letting you out."

The atmosphere became more and more wrong, and the staff hurriedly called for the manager.

The manager came over in a black suit.

"What are you arguing about?"

As soon as Mrs. Huang saw the manager coming, the wicked person first complained and said: "Look at her. She is arguing in public. If I say a few words, I will scold me!"

The manager looked at Qiao Yimo and Mrs. Huang from top to bottom, and found that Mrs. Huang was wearing gold and silver, which should be a nasty item, so he took the little girl in front of him and said, "It's all right, don't make any noise. , The curse should apologize first."

Qiao Yimo sneered at the corner of his mouth, "Apologize!"

"You are neurotic, and you are spitting blood!" Mrs. Huang's sharp voice attracted the attention of the people around, and everyone looked here.

"Everyone comment, look at this yellow-haired girl, not only cursing, but also framing me!" Mrs. Huang's nose and tears can be described as pitiful.

Everyone didn't know the whole story and it was not easy to make comments, so they just said nothing.

Qiao Yimo didn't bother to spend it with her, and said to Mrs. Huang who was in front of her, "Get out of the way!"

Mrs. Huang straightened her chest but refused to let her.

"A good dog is not in the way!"

"Oh, hey, this little girl scolds me!" Mrs. Huang knew that she had won when she heard Qiao Yimo's cursing, and she started to cry on purpose.

When everyone saw that the women were at a disadvantage, they started talking.

"This girl is really polite!"

"You can just let each other one step!"

"It's really noisy, get out both!"

When everyone was talking about it, they saw Qiao Yimo playing with his mobile phone, as if nothing had been heard.

Seeing that Qiao Yimo was unmoved, Mrs. Huang wanted to say something angrily.

[Lucky Heart, help me hack into the surveillance of the Jintong Art Exhibition in S City, and then send it to my mobile phone. 】

Within a few minutes, Liu Xin quickly replied, and Qiao Yimo received a video.

Qiao Yimo watched the video on the phone with satisfaction, and raised his white arms lightly in front of the manager.

The manager looked at the video on the phone, his face changed drastically, and his words were uncomfortable, "You...how do you have the surveillance video of our exhibition?" JrNovels.com