As soon as the picture opened, it was Yu Wei's group at first, and everyone in the studio was busy.

The scene fast-forwards until everyone leaves the studio, and a woman in a Dior haute couture summer dress, with a key, opens the door to the studio.

That person, that face, everyone is very familiar.

It's not Zhao Xinglu, who is it?

"Oh my God, this is Zhao Xinglu......" someone screamed.

The others whispered a "shhh" at her, and they wanted to see more deeply.

After Zhao Xinglu entered the studio of Yu Wei's group, he first sneered, as if he was mocking someone.

Then he picked up the scissors on the table and cut the white chiffon skirt in the studio.

One scissors, two scissors......

Until the clothes went from intact to a pile of debris......

The smile on Zhao Xinglu's face became more and more distorted, and he became more and more proud.

In the end, she even said to the fragments of clothes on the ground, "Yu Wei, I see what you use to fight with me!" ”

When the picture reached this point, Yu Wei pressed the pause button.

She returned the camera to the camera boy, "Thanks, I'm done with it!" ”

The photographer took the camera, didn't say much, and walked out.

It's just that after he went out, he took out his mobile phone and quickly sent a message, and he didn't know who it was for.

In the studio, a group of people opened their mouths wide, all looking incredulous.

Zhao Xinglu struggled even more, "No, that's not me...... It's worrying...... It's Yu Yu who framed me! She framed me, I couldn't have gotten the keys to their studio, not ......me."

Zhao Xinglu is still deceiving herself.

Mr. Cen had already freed up a hand and came out and began to call the security guard.

He's going to make fun of this crazy woman's race qualifications, he's going to have to!

Just as he was about to put the phone away, Zhao Xinglu broke free of his hand and slapped it violently, swinging it towards Yu Wei's face.

Everyone's attention was almost on what Zhao Xinglu said, and they didn't notice what she did.

When everyone came back to their senses, the slap was almost in the worried face.

Everyone's heart is almost stopping.

"Be careful......" someone reminded Yu Wei.

"Smack-" sounded.

Yu Wei, who was supposed to have bloomed on his face, stood there intact, but it was Zhao Xinglu, with a bright red slap print on his face.

This slap almost used up all of Yu Wei's strength.

Her hands were all paralyzed.

Zhao Xinglu was beaten very badly, and the person fell directly to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and in the blood foam, there was also a white porcelain tooth.

"You ......" Zhao Xinglu glared at Yu Wei fiercely, and tears fell out of her eyes.

"Zhao Xinglu, this is for you! As I said, if people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, and if people offend me, I will never be polite!

This is the second time you've framed me! Paste that post, that post was also made by you, right? ”

Zhao Xinglu's face immediately became hideous, "It's not me, you are cheap, you are a junior who specializes in other people, and you are still a fifty-year-old man." ”

It's true that she lost, but even if she died, she would have to worry about it.

"You don't have to deny it, the IP head you posted, I have already let people find out, it is Zhao Rongfa. Don't tell me, you don't even know who Zhao Rongfa is, I have a certificate of kinship issued by the public security organ, and you are the one who ruined my reputation! ”