Chapter 43 Li Qiao Is My Father, and Even Your Ancestor
Chapter 43 Li Qiao is my father, and even your ancestor
Of course, this slap is destined not to hit Li Qiao.
The moment the woman made a move, Li Qiao had already calmly picked up the thesis materials on the table, and when the opponent's palm was a few centimeters away from her cheek, the thick material hit her wrist back forcefully.
Under the effect of inertia, the woman swayed inadvertently, leaning on the table in unconcealed anger, her eyes were about to burst: "How dare you fight back?"
Li Qiao still sat in her seat with a cold expression, and the teachers who ran over to fight stood beside her one after another, with a protective posture, and warned the woman not to do anything again.
This scene seemed ironic to Li Qiao.
In fact, after the leaking post was released last week, very few people on campus sought the truth, but most of the students, including teachers, were led by the nose of public opinion.
In addition, the Lord came to the school to make trouble today, which seemed to make people more convinced that Li Qiao's identity as the third party.
If she hadn't prepared in advance, maybe she would be speechless at this moment.
Li Qiao raised her hand and rubbed the center of her eyebrows, took out her phone from her pocket, poked open the screen, and threw it on the table, "Lu Wen, right? Before you scold me, read this first."
That's right, the woman who came to make trouble is called Lu Wen.
She snorted coldly with disdain, and glanced contemptuously, just about to retort, but was suddenly stunned when she saw the content on the phone.
At this time, at the back of the classroom, the students who were defending in the same field finally whispered: "Teacher, Xiaosan is not Li Qiao at all, it is obviously Jiang Yi. The new post on the forum released all the comparison photos. It is Jiang Yi who framed Li Qiao." Pretty, she is the mistress."
This farce suddenly took a turn.
Jiang Yi, who was secretly complacent on the podium, suddenly changed her face. She returned to her seat in a panic, and took out her mobile phone to log in to the forum as quickly as possible. After seeing the content, she was completely panicked.
The post "On: How the Third Party Died Socially" hung high on the top home page.
Poster: Li Qiao is my father and even your ancestor
The content of the post can almost be said to be rich in pictures and texts.
He even made a detailed face-slap analysis of last week's breaking news post.
Li Qiao and the man walked into the Royal Hotel just to participate in the art exhibition, accompanied by a surveillance screenshot of the art gallery.
In the other comparison picture, Jiang Yi in a long black dress is leading a handsome young man in a white suit into the hotel, but they only stayed at the exhibition for a few minutes before going upstairs. Superior suite above.
Surveillance records and hotel opening records are all unprocessed screenshots.
Lu Wen who came to the school to make trouble was not an invited actor, and her husband really cheated.
However, the person who cheated was not Li Qiao, but Jiang Yi who stayed out of the matter from the beginning to the end.
At the bottom of the post, there is a screenshot of an anonymous email sent last week, which was sent to Lu Wen's private mailbox.
Someone anonymously reported to Lu Wen that her husband had cheated on Nanyang Medical University's campus belle, and the picture in the email was exactly the picture of Li Qiao holding Li Yan's back in front of the Royal Hotel.
This photo was obviously taken secretly, and the angle is very tricky. You can't see the clear outline of the face, but it can make people believe that seeing is believing.
If it's a coincidence, it's probably because Lu Wen's husband and Li Yan are similar in stature, and they also went to the art exhibition that night, and they both wore suits of the same color.
In this way, Jiang Yi was given an opportunity.
In the classroom, after being reminded by the students, several teachers in charge of the defense also logged on to the forum one after another.