MTL - My Family Really Has A Goldmine-Chapter 68 Byredo no man rose

Su An's roar of defeating the army led to Chuannan and Huo Qingchun, who had been waiting outside the door of the meeting room, pushed in directly.

The two were in the mist in the clouds and didn't even know what was happening. Based on the scenes in front of them, their brains made up a big play.

Her hair was messy, her eyes were red and she held her arm in doubt about Su'an.

And the big banyan with flustered and confused eyes.

She was wearing a little black dress with strong and charming makeup, from delicate hair to toes, and looked like a female demon head who had won a lot in the recent tearing.

Chuannan reacted first, and rushed forward to hug the weak and helpless Su An.

In the large reception room, Rong Rong was a few meters away from them, but they could feel the inexplicable hostility towards the two who rushed in.

Huo Qingchun pointed out for Su An: "Da Rongrong, you haven't even let a fart go on for so long, even if we misunderstand you, you can't blame us! If you are wronged, explain it yourself and hit someone It would be too much. "

Chuannan sneered: "You just want to embarrass us and keep screaming, don't you? Right now, as you wish, are you happy?"

Rong Rong felt that all three were a little inexplicable.

If she doesn't feel much about Su An, then Sichuan South and Huo Qingchun's standing here is purely an obstacle to her eyes.

Earlier, she turned her face with Tutu Tang. Although Tutu Tang itself was also a big problem, did the two people pick up firewood and add fire behind them? Rong Rong actually knew in her heart.

To these two people, she didn't even bother to give up: "What are you doing here?"

"Why can't we come in? If we don't come in, Su An may not be like what you will be beaten!" Huo Qingchun was close to a height of 1.8 meters. When she spread her arms on her hips, her momentum was not much worse than that of the aunt in the market. Can shatter the ground.

Rong Rong's gaze was stubborn: "I said, I saw the buyer, did you pay for the painting?"

Huo Qing's innocence: "You! Don't think you can sell a few paintings is great."

Rong Rong smiled: "I didn't know who held my painting collection as a baby a few months ago."

She has natural eyebrows, and usually likes light makeup, so she looks pure and innocent.

In fact, there are many fans who like her heavy makeup look, with a cool temperament, especially when they are expressionless.

The three men's expressions tightened at the same time, and the complicated and inexplicable expression on her face seemed even funny to her.

"She did it like that, it has nothing to do with me." Rong Rong held his chest with both hands, stepped on the high heels and walked in front of the three. He raised his chin to Su An: "Is it enough to cry? Can you take things? A complete description? "

Su An was commanded by someone in such a condescending tone, not to mention that this person was still the big rongrong she had always looked down on.

She sucked her nose and sneered with a dumb throat: "Are you still pretending?"

She kept saying that she was pretending, what did she pretend to be?

Rong Rong frowned, and couldn't help but reply: "I haven't touched my cellphone for a few months and I don't know if I said it, did you not understand someone?"

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she does not know? She really doesn't know?

A group of sunspots have helped her for so long on the Internet, and now she has been reversed and sent her to the top search. The microblogs and forums have exploded the topic. Various apologies and apologies for deleting the blog and turning it into powder. The parties knew nothing.

The most humiliating cannon in the world is arguing with the deaf.

The saliva was scolded, but they didn't hear anything.

In the end, Huo Qingchun broke through the embarrassing situation and asked: "So you don't know that your eyeshadow plagiarism happened on the Internet?"

Rong Rong's black question mark thought he heard the wrong answer: "What is plagiarism?"

Huo Qingchun didn't answer any more.

After a few seconds of silence, she suddenly realized: "I copy myself?"

All three looked ugly.

Rong Rong frowned and said to himself: "I changed my style deliberately, but I can still be seen."

Chuannan and Huo Qingchun are laymen. If they were not popularized by professionals, in fact, they could not see if they copied.

However, Su An was knowledgeable and calmed down with a low voice. "Every artist will have a habit of brush strokes that he does not realize. Do you think you can change it if you want to change it?"

Yinel's stroke style is very clear, so she will notice the similarities as soon as the detailed picture of the eye shadow disk enclosure is shown.

Now that dignity was pressed and rubbed on the ground, Su An's emotion toward the woman in front of her was complicated.

She saw that Darong Rong still maintained her elegant demeanor and took out her mobile phone from the handbag she carried with her.

The phone is also connected to a power bank.

The screen turned on, and the expression on her face grew more gloomy over time.

Rong Rong raised his eyes, his eyes were slightly cool: "Don't apologize?"

Huo Qingchun stuttered, trying to quibble: "You haven't responded, who knows you are yinel."

"Brother, are you okay?" Rong Rong's face was calmer, and his tone was a little bit more embarrassing than just now: "I haven't touched my cell phone in a few months and responded with super powers? Are you a Weibo like you?

Under the influence of Gou Liang, Rong Rong's stomach full of high-level cursing vocabulary did not have the opportunity to make use of it. Now he came to the door to look for cursing.

Gou Liang likes to sigh to her. You, such a wealthy family, have such high quality requirements. You ca n’t quarrel with your father, your mother, your ancestors, or your genitals.

In fact, high-quality people are really forced to rush, and they are even worse than ordinary people.

Those dog blood TV series, although there are exaggerated elements, but life is always more exciting than real life.

The more books I read, the more people I've seen, but the more I know how to stab people's pain.

Huo Qingchun bit her lip, her face full of humiliation, and the young lady was very imposing.

It was the two women who looked cold and looked at the men even more than him.

In the end, I still couldn't get past Rong Rong, and the mosquito buzzing reluctantly said "sorry".

Chuannan didn't look at her and apologized unwillingly.

Eyes stared at the air at a forty-five degree angle on the side, as if Darongrong was there.

Rong Rong reached out and waved in front of her: "Are you squinting? You can consider donating to the needy if you can't cure it."

Chuannan turned her head and stared at her plainly.

Rong Rong reminded her: "The pupil is about to stare out."

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Su An's eyes have been red for a long time, and now she is back to normal. Rong Rong can actually understand her and has no intention to make her apologize.

As a result, one of the best people did not only apologize, but also bowed.

Although the expression is still humiliating.

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, sorted out her hairstyle, and walked out of the parlor with the head of the case striding.

Chuannan and Huo Qingchun looked at each other and followed them.

"Wait a while." Rong Rong stopped the three, lowered his Weibo, and punched a few people with his chin: "Turn my Weibo."

After two months, Darong Rong finally scammed and posted the latest Weibo.

A big banyan tree in front of the door: Thank you everyone for loving my painting.

The picture is the painting she just auctioned out at a high price.

[Yongmei / doge who had to remember her Weibo password because she was stigmatized]

[Thanks Kuroko! Finally blasted us Rongmei / cute]

[Ah-ah-ah-ah loves Rongmei]

[Woman, how many secrets do you have that I do n’t know / doge]

At this point, plus the news of major marketing numbers dozens of minutes ago, all the people who eat melon finally ate the sweetest and sweetest melon.

Yinel is the big banyan.

Therefore, when the whole network recommended yinel art collections, the only big rongrong did not mention a word.

Almost all the beauty stations in station B are blowing. She just needs to hide in the quilt and snicker. There is no need to jump out and blow herself a rainbow fart.

At the time when she was accused of plagiarism, only Su An really made a statement in the beauty area, and the rest of them chose the theater cleverly.

As soon as his identity burst, those bloggers who had no vengeance with Darong Rong ended up relaying them.

Although Chuannan and Huo Qingchun did not switch to plagiarizing long Weibo, they posted Weibo a few days ago, demonstrating that all of them were a few justice guards who arrived in Paris. Although they did not express their position, the anti-plagiarism mentality will not change of.

As a pinned and stamped plagiarist, Su An not only reposted, but also reposted the reason "sorry".

The other two were simply "reposts".

Netizens can have amnesia, but the network will not have amnesia.

In the hot forward on the left, the ids of the three people sit in rows.

[My **** laugh hahahahahahahahahahaha]

[Previously, Big Rongrong plagiarism also chased Paris all the way and ended up in front of me hahahahahahahaha]

[Justice Team: yinel, Darong Rong copied you! yinel: I copied myself]

[Sunspot: Darong Rong, you plagiarism! Darong Rong: Who did I copy? Kuroko: My goddess yinel! Darong Rong: Black question mark]

[True, ask for a hammer]

[The boss of Huang Badan, Huang He owed 200 million yuan and ran away with his aunt, but found that Huang He and the aunt are the same person hahahahaha]

Rong Rong didn't plan to go to a charity dinner at the beginning, and asked the door security to banish Huo Qingchun and Chuannan, the two white party members who got tickets to the meeting without buying paintings, and waited for Su Anjin to leave the guest room smoothly In order to let her brush Weibo on her own quietly and make up for the loss of the two months of news blocking.

Su An didn't seem to be slowing down, looking at the wall in a puffy look of arrogance.

Rong Rong's cell phone suddenly rang.

Off-site two-month boyfriend.

She picked up: "Hey?"

Shen Du's voice sounded calm: "Where?"

"Backstage reception room." Rong Rong paused and asked him, "Are you really here?"

"coming."

Rong Rong swallowed: "Do you know who I am?"

"I see." Shen Du's voice was deep. "I'm here to find you."

After hanging up, Rong Rong looked at Su An across the coffee table.

"Are you calming down?"

The implication is to hurry and get out of here.

Su An pursed her lips and glanced at her: "I have spent so much money on your paintings, are I not even qualified to sit for a while?"

It really looks like the woman with the red eyes just now.

To put it bluntly, Su An is also her Bole.

Without her, Rong Rong would have had to grapple with the art world for years at least to get the attention she is today.

It can be said that the two had no chance, and it was because of her spending money.

Rong Rong tried to enlighten her: "Aren't you embarrassed to sit here face to face with me?"

As soon as this was said, Su An's eye circles became a little red.

Unlike Rong Rong, a kind of free-range father and mother who has n’t had a child since she was a child, Su An was born and raised in Xiaojiao. Her temperament was soaked up in strict tutoring. She is used to pride and has never suffered before others.

She took a breath and asked Rong Rong, who was not very good, "are you happy?"

Rong Rong opened his mouth, speechless for a long while.

Between the two confrontation, the door was opened again.

Rong Rong raised his neck and looked over, and Shen Du came.

She was about to say hello to him, and saw Su An rubbing her eyes and crying in a very grieved voice: "I have already apologized to you, why do you still have to press so hard? Do you have to push me Are you happy to die? "

Rong Rong was stunned, but when he saw someone calm down, why did he cry again.

Shen Du stepped on his long legs and walked to Rong Rong. Su An's shoulders trembled and looked very pitiful.

Rong Rong today can be seen as what acting is.

Shen Du looked down at Rong Rong.

Rong Rong looked at Su An.

Su Anyue said the more wronged: "I'm sorry, I was too anxious, I was wronged without investigating the truth, can you forgive me this time?"

Rong Rong sighed.

In the end, she is a fan, she still can't bear the heart to treat her hard.

"Okay, I forgive you, don't cry." Rong Rong got up and walked to the sofa beside Su An, and patted her shoulder lovingly: "A girl crying will not be pretty, you know? "

Su An glanced at Shen Du, who had been silent.

Shen Du didn't look at her, but looked at Rong Rong, and did not speak for a long time.

Finally, a little dissatisfied, asked Rong Rong with a low voice, "You know I'm coming to find you, why did you let her stay here?"

Rong Rong glared at him: "Did you watch your high school classmate cry here? Can I bear her to drive her away? I must not coax her?"

Shen Du whispered and turned to go again.

"Come on, I'll come back later."

Su An's sobbing stopped abruptly.

The woman beside her gently embraced her: "He's gone. There are only two of us here, cry, no one laughs at you."

Smelling the byredo of her delicate fragrance, Su An began to doubt life.

This script is wrong.

The author has something to say: Rong Rong · Unknown · Rong: She is my fan who spent more than one million for me. I comfort her.

Shen Jianjian Dadu Du: Hehe

Sue Bailian failed · Ann: I spent money on my face, suffered a crime, and I was taken into my arms by my rivals to take good care of me.

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