Chapter 1415 Out of Control

It turns out that there really is such a thing as God’s beloved.

Wen Qiao sat opposite her, and Xu Lu chuckled: "Come to see my joke?"

Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows: "Whatever you think, tell me how you got yourself into prison."

"I'm going to say that I was wronged. Do you believe it?"

"Talk about it."

Xu Lu told Wen Qiao what had happened. She wanted to take revenge. Yao Zhangmu, that bitch, was ruthless and she would not let him have an easy time.

Wen Qiao's expression remained calm, and he finally said: "I understand."

What Xu Lu said is probably true. The so-called person who is about to die is good at words. She is already in jail. There is no reason to make up lies to deceive her. Moreover, she is just a small shrimp in the entertainment industry, illegally manipulating funds. How could she be qualified?

It can only be said that she was not kind to others, that she was too ambitious and was being plotted against.

Xu Lu is certainly not innocent, but Yao Zhangmu is absolutely vicious.

They both belong to rival companies, and there's no guarantee that Yao Zhangmu will use the same tactics against her one day.

Wen Qiao stood up and walked to the door. Xu Lu looked at her back with red eyes.

Wen Qiao still has her great life, and she will be inside the high wall, in the dark. After all, she has reached this point. There are so many forks in the road in life. At every step, she has taken the wrong step, and she has trapped herself. You have caused yourself to be like this.

Bang, the door closed, and she was guarded by the prison guards and returned to her cell.

Wen Qiao pressed down his peaked cap and got into the car, feeling a little sad but didn't think much about it.

Every step Xu Lu took was her own choice, and no one ever forced her.

Even when she entered the entertainment industry, her teacher tried to persuade her, but she insisted on going her own way, refused to listen to the advice, gave up her career in classical music, and ultimately ended up like this.

The car passed through the suburbs and entered the city, twisting and turning on the narrow streets of the city.

Through the car window, she saw an acquaintance again.

It was evening, Shen Ning was leaning against the wall, with several gangster-looking boys in front of her.

This is an old building from the 1980s and 1990s. There are huge words "Demolish" written on the outer walls, indicating that the houses are waiting for demolition, so there are almost no people around.

There were seven or eight people in the gang.

As soon as his eyes turned, those people began to rush forward and fight with Shen Ning.

Wen Qiao immediately stopped the car and stepped forward to help Shen Ning.

Shen Ning could handle it alone, but with Wen Qiao, she would be even more powerful.

Seven or eight little gangsters were beaten to pieces. Wen Qiao grabbed one with yellow hair and banged his head against the wall.

At that moment, she felt a very strange emotion in her heart, and a violent aesthetic factor seemed to explode in her blood instantly. Looking at Huang Mao's blood flowing freely, she felt an inexplicable satisfaction. This sense of satisfaction could not be contained for a while.

Until someone behind her held her shoulders, and in the haziness, she heard someone calling her name: "Wen Qiao... Wen Qiao..."

She suddenly woke up, Huang Mao's face was covered with blood, and her eyes were filled with fear.

Wen Qiao was a little surprised. She was so ignorant of the importance of her actions? She just wanted to teach these gangsters a lesson, but she didn't want to beat them to death.

As soon as her hand loosened, Huang Mao fell to the ground. His brothers immediately supported him and ran away in panic.

Wen Qiao looked a little dazed, and Shen Ning supported her: "Are you okay?"