Chapter 2283: Twins and love are wrong 42

Early the next morning, Su Li and Su Ruoqiu sneered at each other at the table during breakfast.
Think of it as digestion. Su Li thought about it this way and planned to go to the studio, but as soon as she walked to the door of the studio and put her hand on the doorknob, she felt something was wrong.
She bent over and looked at the door handle carefully, stretched out her hand and shook it gently.
Loose.
Su Li squinted her eyes and pushed in.
At first glance, the studio is still the same as before, as if nothing has been moved. She raised her foot and walked in and stood in front of the painting, staring at the scratched place above.
This is a landscape painting depicting a sea of ​​rose flowers in the western suburbs. The colors are gorgeous and eye-catching. The completeness of the whole painting is already very high, it only needs to be finished, but a scratch can be clearly seen on this painting.
This scratch started from the middle part and continued to the bottom, bringing up the layers of color stacked on the side, which was extremely conspicuous and difficult to remedy.
Su Li's eyes suddenly became cold.
Anyone who makes his work like this will be angry, especially that person is deliberate.
She took the painting directly, turned around and went to the restaurant.
"Su Ruoqiu."
Su Li's eyes were calm and there was no emotion in her eyes, but Su Ruoqiu's heart trembled.
She pressed down the corners of her mouth, her tone of doubt: "Something?"
"You did it?" Su Li put her painting directly in front of her.
"What are you talking about?" Su Ruoqiu looked blank, "What happened to this painting?"
"Don't you admit it?" Su Li smiled suddenly, "You know my temper. How many times have I told you since I was young and I can't move my paintings. It seems you don't remember."
"Don't talk nonsense, when did I move you to paint? Your studio is always locked, and even parents can't get in. How can I get in?" Su Ruoqiu immediately retorted.
"Then I have to ask you, when did you learn to slip the door and pick the lock? With Fu Philosophy?" Su Li didn't mind stimulating her with the name Fu Zhe.
Sure enough, Su Ruoqiu stood up excitedly and complained loudly: "Su Ruoxia, I know you hate me, but you don't have to wrong me so? Your studio is locked. Who can break your painting? You should? Didn’t you want to take the opportunity to plant the crop?
Su's father and Su's mother understood what they were arguing, "What's the matter? Ruoxia?"
"Parents! Why are you doing this? It's obviously that she wronged me, but you asked her what's the matter?" Su Ruoqiu choked up as he spoke, looking aggrieved.
"This..." Su's mother was taken aback for a moment, and after thinking about it, it was true that the door of the studio was locked, so... she looked at Su Li with a trace of worry in her eyes.
Su Li caught her gaze and sneered in her heart, knowing that Su's father and Su's mother were of this kind of character and could not be changed.
However, she didn't expect them to trust herself much, she just stated calmly: "The door lock of the studio has traces of being sled, and the handle is still loose. If you don't believe it, you can ask someone to appraise it. Of course, maybe it's not Su Ruoqiu. It."
"Ruoxia, is this serious?" Mother Su said disapprovingly, and it would be too embarrassing to ask someone to appraise something.
"The Nescari painting competition is coming soon. Su Ruoqiu also knows that I am going to participate. Recently, I have been in the studio for so long to paint the best work. Mom and Dad, do you know what this means? Of course, in your eyes, My hard work is not as good as the Su Family's face, I understand." Su Li's tone was indifferent, but Mother Su's heart trembled and she began to feel guilty.