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Chapter 57 Qiao Yimo, What Secrets Do You Have About You?

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

Qiao Yimo slapped Mrs. Huang's hand away, and warned in a low voice, "Don't point at me, otherwise you won't be able to connect if it breaks."

"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'll have someone throw you out."

The atmosphere became more and more uncomfortable, and the staff hurried to call the manager.

The manager walked over in a black suit.

"What are you arguing about?"

As soon as Mrs. Huang saw the manager coming, she acted like a villain complaining first: "Look at her, she's making noise in public, and scolding me after I say a few words!"

The manager looked Qiao Yimo and Mrs. Huang from top to bottom, and found that Mrs. Huang was wearing gold and silver, and she should be a difficult person to mess with, so he made fun of the little girl in front of him, "It's okay, let's stop arguing." , Those who curse should apologize first."

Qiao Yimo sneered, "Apologize!"

"You're insane, you spit blood!" Mrs. Huang's sharp voice caught the attention of the people around her, and they all looked this way.

"Everyone comment, look at this yellow-haired girl, she not only scolded others, but also framed me!" Mrs. Huang was very pitiful with snot and tears.

Everyone didn't know the whole story and couldn't comment, so they remained silent.

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

Mrs. Huang straightened her chest and refused to let her go.

"Good dog out of the way!"

"Hey, this little girl scolded me!" Mrs. Huang knew that she had won as soon as she heard Qiao Yimo swearing, so she started crying on purpose.

Seeing that the women were at a disadvantage, everyone began to discuss.

"This girl is really rude!"

"Just give each other a step!"

"It's really noisy, drive them both out!"

While everyone was discussing, Qiao Yimo was playing with his mobile phone, as if he didn't listen to anything.

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

【Liu Xin, help me hack into the monitoring 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 looked at the video on the phone with satisfaction, and raised her white arms lightly in front of the manager.

Looking at the video on the phone, the manager's face changed drastically, and he couldn't speak clearly, "Why do you have the surveillance video of our art exhibition?"

After hearing the words, Mrs. Huang snatched Qiao Yimo's phone, looked at herself on the video, and wanted to destroy it in the next second.

Qiao Yimo's red lips parted slightly, her eyes were filled with coldness, "How dare you?"

Mrs. Huang's heart trembled when she heard the words, her face turned pale with fright, and she put the phone back into Qiao Yimo's hand.

Who is this little girl, and how did she have such a great ability to be monitored by the art exhibition? She must have accidentally offended a big person again.

Everyone saw that Mrs. Huang bowed her head and dared not speak.

"It seems that this old woman is the villain who first complained."

"Oh, she said just now that this girl scolded her first."

Mrs. Huang heard everyone's accusations, and immediately left in despair with her bag on her back.

Seeing this, everyone also left, but there were two figures in the corner who happened to see this scene.

Qiao Anchu looked at Dong Yan in shock, "Mom, did I hear wrong? Just now I heard from the manager that my sister has the monitoring of the art exhibition? How could she have it? Does she know the people of the art exhibition? Or was the monitoring of the art exhibition hacked by her?" up?"

Dong Yan was also in a daze, unable to speak, "I don't know either!"

Looking at Qiao Yimo's figure, Dong Yan thought of many things, such as the first place in the exam, the first place in the competition, and what happened today.
Qiao Yimo, what secret do you have?
(End of this chapter)