The arrogant emperor, strong spoils!

The girl's eyes gradually moistened, as if her soul had suddenly been forcibly evacuated, and she knelt powerlessly on the ground and burst into tears.

Why did you die?

Why did you leave me

Why didn't I die

Seeing this scene, Qiao Chengxun couldn't help himself. He stepped forward quickly and held her tightly in his arms.

No matter what divorce agreement he made, he couldn't sit idly by and watch her cry.

Damn it, he can't do it!

"Ti'er, don't cry, don't cry..."

Qiao Chengxun was at a loss and hurriedly wiped away her tears.

But damn it, why can't her tears stop?

"Ti, don't cry, don't cry." Men's soft voice comforts, but it doesn't work.

Cluck

The microphone fell to the ground and made a harsh sound.

Wendy's little hand tightly grasped the corner of the man's clothes, cried with tears, choked and said, "do you know that those people wanted to catch were actually me, me!"

"But Luo left him. He did it for me... Sobbing..."

"Luo Li exchanged his life for mine. I just want to find him and save him, but I can't. Luo Li is dead... He will never come back..."

It's her, not Lori.

"Ti er..." Qiao Chengxun was speechless.

He always thought that she and his childhood friends were just a simple beautiful past, just ordinary life and death.

But I never thought that there was such a story in their childhood.

Wendy cried for a moment, her sorrow passed, and her reason gradually returned.

No, the occasion is wrong!

Wendy pushed him away, wiped her tears, stood up, choked and said, "Mr. Joe, we're divorced. Please pay attention to the occasion."

"If you like, you can remarry after divorce."

"Don't be kidding, Mr. Qiao. You and I understand that a broken mirror is difficult to round. I just came to get the picture today."

Qiao Chengxun wanted to rush over and bite her bad lip, but he also knew that the occasion was wrong.

Good. When the exhibition is over, see what he does with her.

"As I said, anyone who solves the mystery can take the painting away."

"Then give it to me now!"

Wendy was a little worried. She didn't get the painting early. She was worried that Qiao Yan would have to cheat and repent.

Qiao Chengxun turned back and wanted to order the staff to take up the picture.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of his mother on the stage and frowned slightly.

An Yunxin also saw Mrs. Qiao on the stage, with a deep smile on her lips.

Wendy, you're done!

Half a ring, Mrs. Joe came to the middle of the stage.

An Yunxin immediately shouted politely, "aunt Qiao."

Mrs. Qiao nodded gently and grabbed the microphone from the staff.

Her sharp eyes stared at Wendy and said coldly, "I'm very sorry, Miss Wen. Cheng Xun spent 500 million to buy the painting off the subject, which is the property of my Qiao family.

When you divorced my son, you offered to clean yourself out of the house, so this painting doesn't belong to you anymore. You're not qualified to take this painting. "

I'll go to your uncle.

Wendy scolded at the bottom of her heart, and a small cluster of anger rose spontaneously. She frowned and said, "Mrs. Joe, do you mean to ask your son to go back in front of the national audience?"

"Ah..." Mrs. Qiao smiled coldly and said aggressively, "Miss Wen, whether the answer to the painting is what you said, no one knows. Do you have evidence to prove that what you said is the answer to the painting?"