"Heh, you're quite good at exculpating yourself, don't you dare to say that these things have nothing to do with you, don't say that you are so high and pitiful, it makes me feel disgusting." After Luo Ting finished speaking, she snorted mockingly.

Qiao Yue didn't speak, but lowered her head, unzipped her handbag, and took out something the size of a palm from it.

It was a very delicate little mirror, and Qiao Yue always carried it with her.

Qiao Yue picked up the mirror, opened it, and then turned the mirror in Luo Ting's direction.

"You should feel disgusting, it's this thing in the mirror, is there a mirror in the detention center, do you dare to look in the mirror every day to look at your own ugly and vicious face?" Qiao Yue's voice was very soft, but it was extremely cold, with a biting coldness.

Luo Ting looked at the mirror in Qiao Yue's hand, and when she saw herself in the mirror, she was stunned for a moment.

What kind of face was it, sallow and sallow, with scars on it, her hair cut short and piled up like dead grass on her head, dressed in the uniform uniform of a detention center suspect, and she looked like a rural withered woman over forty years old.

There was a look of horror in her eyes, and she suddenly turned her head away, and her short hair covered her face, obscuring her gaze.

"It's not me, it's not me, it's not ......me," Luo Ting kept silently reciting in the innermost part like a repeater.

How could this be her, she was so beautiful and noble, how could it be the crazy woman in the mirror.

Qiao Yue looked at her crazy and stupid look, the corners of her mouth hooked up a sneer, and then put the mirror back in her bag. Lagerstroemia

She knew what Luo Ting cared about the most, what she cared about most was her appearance and the vanity buried in the pile of money, if she wanted to break her down, it would be enough to destroy her, and she had now lost what she cared about the most.

"Lowe's gone out of business, do you know what your parents and family are doing now?" Qiao Yue asked casually, with a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of her mouth.

Luo Ting listened to her words, and really raised her head violently, looking at Qiao Yue viciously.

Sure enough, even a mad dog will take care of his family, not to mention that Luo Ting is not completely crazy.

The corners of Qiao Yue's mouth hooked up a sneer, she is not a psychology major, but she has a good grasp of human psychology, and every word is poked in Luo Ting's heart.

"If I'm not mistaken, your mother is washing dishes in a food stall right now." After a while, as if she suddenly remembered something, she said, "No, I remember wrong, she was fired last time, and now she is picking up garbage to make a living." ”

Qiao Yue's words made Luo Ting's eyes red instantly, "You vicious woman, you can't die well!" ”

"Vicious?" Qiao Yue seemed to have heard some big joke, "Do you think you are qualified to use this word to describe me, you deserve this word, now you know that you are in a hurry?" It's late, I'll tell you, the good is still to come, I will slowly return to you everything you have done, including interest, you remember to me, the suffering and sins of your family are all thanks to you. ”

Luo Ting didn't expect that Qiao Yue was peaceful and elegant, but she didn't expect it to be so spicy.

Tears fell from her empty eyes, along the deep and shallow scar complexion, indescribably hideous.

"I don't regret what I've done, it's a big deal to go to hell eighteen times." Luo Ting let out that crazy and cruel laugh again.