It turned out that there really was a saying of heaven's favorite.
Wen Qiao sat opposite her and Xu Lu chuckled. "You're here to laugh at me?"
Wen Qiao raised her brows. think whatever you want. Tell me, how did you end up in prison? "
"Would you believe me if I said I was wronged?"
"Tell me."
Xu Lu then told Wen Qiao everything that had happened. She wanted revenge. Yao Zhangmu, that dog Man, was vicious and merciless. She would not let him have an easy time.
Wen Qiao's expression remained indifferent, and she finally said, " "I know."
What Xu Lu said was very likely to be true. As the saying goes, when one is about to die, one's words are still kind. She was already in jail, so there was no reason to make up lies to deceive her. Moreover, she was just a small fry in the entertainment industry who illegally manipulated funds. How could she be qualified?
It could only be said that she had met a bad man, and her ambition was too big, so she had been schemed against.
Of course, Xu Lu was not innocent, but Yao Zhangmu was definitely vicious.
They were both from opposing companies, and there was no guarantee that Yao Zhangmu would use the same trick against her one day.
Wen Qiao stood up and walked to the door. Xu Lu looked at her back view, her eyes red.
Wen Qiao still had a good life ahead of her, while she would be stuck within a high wall, with no daylight. In the end, she had come to this point. There were so many crossroads in life, and she had taken the wrong step with every step. She had dug her own grave, and it was her own fault that she ended up in this state.
The door closed with a bang, and she was escorted back to her cell by the prison guards.
Wen Qiao pressed down on her cap and got into the car. She sighed a little, but didn't think too much about it.
Xu Lu's every step was her own choice. No one had ever forced her.
Even when she first entered the entertainment industry, her teacher had tried to persuade her, but she was stubborn and didn't listen to advice. She gave up her career in classical music, and in the end, she got herself into this state.
The car passed through the suburbs, entered the Urban area, and twisted and turned on the narrow streets of the city.
Through the car window, she saw a familiar face.
It was evening. Chen Ning was leaning against the wall with a few hooligan-like boys in front of her.
It was an old building from the 1980s and 1990s. The word 'demolish' was written on the outer wall. It was a house waiting to be demolished, so there was almost no one around.
There were seven or eight of them in the group.
In the blink of an eye, those people began to charge forward and fight with Chen Ning.
Wen Qiao immediately stopped the car and went up to help Chen Ning.
Chen Ning could have done it by herself, but with Wen Qiao, she was like a tiger that had grown wings.
Seven to eight hooligans were beaten up until they peed their pants. Wen Qiao grabbed a blonde by his hair and slammed his head against the wall.
At that moment, there was a very strange emotion in her heart. A violent aesthetic element seemed to explode in her blood. She looked at the Blondie's bleeding appearance and felt an inexplicable satisfaction. This satisfaction could not be contained for a moment.
Then, someone pressed on her shoulder from behind. In her daze, she heard someone call her name."Wen qiaoxun, Wen qiaoxun,"
She suddenly woke up. The Blondie's face was covered in blood and his eyes were filled with fear.
Wen Qiao was a little taken aback. She actually didn't know how to hold back? She just wanted to teach these hooligans a lesson, but she didn't want to kill them.
She let go of him and the Blondie fell to the ground. His brothers immediately supported him and ran away in a panic.
Wen Qiao's expression was a bit dazed as Chen Ning supported her,"Are you alright?"