Chapter 2479 The Host Is Cruel Again (19)

He chose a hidden corner, hid the original mobile phone and Qin Li's diary in it, and glued them with film.

【Aren't you hiding this phone together? 】

444 stared curiously at the broken mobile phone in Su Qiao's hand.

"I'm going to take this phone to repair it."

She felt that there might be something unexpected in it.

If it wasn't for this, Qin Li wouldn't hide it with the diary.

In fact, she can repair herself, but there are not enough tools at home, and secondly, it is easy to be discovered.

A cell phone, it's easy to make noise.

After finishing these things, Su Qiao went back to the house, sat in front of the dresser, and started to apply things on his face.

【How can you be so exaggerated? 】

Around the left eye looked swollen and bruised, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be broken, red and swollen.

In addition, there are several finger prints on the fair neck that seem to have been pinched, and even several scars on the arms and calves.

444 The corners of his mouth twitched.

The host was not beaten by someone, it was hit by a car in a car accident, right?

"Exaggerated?"

Not an exaggeration, how can others see it?

Su Qiao got up, looked in the mirror, and didn't think there was any problem.

He took a beige top hat from the wooden rack and put it on, with a small apricot leather cross bag on his back, and Su Qiao left the bedroom.

[Since you want to be seen, you don't need to wear a hat, right? 】

"Silly."

It is only half-covered that it appears more real.

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"Little Joe, you... where are you going?"

The old lady didn't expect that just after waking up, she was about to come out to take a peek at what Su Qiao was doing, when she saw that she was about to go out.

Su Qiao rolled her eyes at her rudely: "You take care of me."

"Do you want to be beaten?"

Seeing the old lady, Su Qiao suddenly remembered something.

She has no money.

There is no money to take the bus.

Naturally, he stretched out his hand to the old lady: "Where's your wallet?"

The old lady didn't expect that she was really going out, and she even reached out to her for money.

"Xiao Qiao, you are not in good health. Don't go out today. If you really want to go out, wait for Xiaoyuan to come back..."

How dare the old lady let her go out?

If she was really released, her son would definitely have to trouble himself when he came back.

Not even giving money.

[Host, the wallet is on the bedside table in her house. 】

There are 444, and the old lady's things can't be hidden at all.

Su Qiao stopped talking to her, slammed open the door of her bedroom, and went straight to the bedside table. Before she could react, she took three hundred-yuan bills from her purse, leaving her with dozens of dollars left. small change.

"Isn't it just to get some money? I'm asking for it."

Stuffing the money into the cowboy's pocket, Su Qiao pressed down on her hat, snorted coldly, bypassed the old lady who was chasing after him, and walked towards the gate.

"Xiao Qiao, you can't go out, Xiao Qiao..."

The old lady was in a hurry, so she hurried to chase.

[Host, take the copper lock on the partition and lock the door. 】444 reminded a little bit badly.

Su Qiao took it easily, walked out of the door quickly, turned around and closed the door, and locked the door with a copper lock.

Originally, this kind of door did not need something like a copper lock, but Wen Congyuan's mother and son added it on purpose to prevent Su Qiao from running around.

[Hmph, let this old woman have a taste of being locked up at home. 】

444 patted the door and called out to Su Qiao's old lady, smiling triumphantly and cheerfully.

Tossing the key into the purse, Su Qiao went out happily.