Chapter 11: Miss Qin, lose money

She lifted her soft feet and moved toward Mo Yu step by step. When Mo Yu closed the door behind her, she fell directly to the ground and looked at the ground pale.
Mo Yu did not speak, nor reached out to help.
Qin Sangyu closed her eyes, and big sweat dripped on the floor. This was a kind of fear. She was sweating all over her neck and her body was cold.
It took a long time before she stood up and glanced at Mo Yu.
"Can I leave?"
What she said to leave was to leave Luliangcheng's villa completely.
"The boss said it."
Mo Yu didn't say much, and she didn't have any soft heart because of the beauty in front of her.
Qin Sangyu's mouth twitched, moved his left foot, and found that it was no longer so soft.
"Take me to see him."
"The boss is taking a nap and doesn't like other people's interruptions."
Mo Yu's answer led Qin Sangyu to another room without any trace of mud and water.
"Miss Qin, you rest here. Don't move the things in the room. Someone will give you food."
After saying this, he turned and left.
Qin Sangyu glanced at the room, with a very low-key style, but she suddenly had two more bodyguards in front of her door. It seemed to prevent her from running out.
She closed the door hard to vent her anger and sat on the bed angrily.
There is only one window in this room, but the window is very high from the ground. She must break her leg if she jumps.
After checking around, she found that she had no possibility of escaping, and kicked a picture on the wall with outrage.
"Fuck! Damn Luliang City!"
"Wow la la."
A big hole suddenly cracked in the wall. She and Lu Liangcheng barely got out of bed just looking at each other, one indifferent and the other indifferent.
"Ha ha."
Qin Sangyu secretly lowered her raised legs and scratched her head awkwardly.
"This wall ... is too weak, I just touched it ..."
Lu Liangcheng's eyes became dark, and he started dressing in anger.
"Lu Liangcheng ... husband, I really ..."
Before her words were finished, Lu Liangcheng spoke coldly.
"I'm upset, so ... you better not talk, I will let Mo Yu report the price to the wall, and you will be compensated if you destroy it."
Lu Liangcheng's voice was cold, and his sharp eyes were like a sharp knife, and he flew to Qin Sangyu.
Qin Sangyu took a step back and lost money?
She didn't have a penny, and Lu Liangcheng's things must not be cheap. This wall kicked lightly, just like that. Obviously it was tofu project.
After a while, Mo Yu came and saw the destroyed wall, his mouth twitching.
In fact, this wall was damaged by insects this morning, but now I have an injustice, ah, just touch the porcelain, let ’s touch the porcelain. His eyes moved to the painting worth hundreds of millions of dollars, and he looked at Qin Sangyu sympathetically Glance.
"Ms. Qin, the painting on the ground was bought by the boss from the auction house. It was worth 150 million. The artist died of a heart attack, and the painting became an orphan. The price of this wall is 30 million. Calculated, you have to pay the boss 180 million, Miss Qin, lose money. "
Miss Qin, lose money ...
For Qin Sangyu, these words are like thunderous ears, 180 million, she has never seen so much money in her life!
"Come on!"
She almost blurted out these two words, and Lu Liangcheng not far away grinned.
"Mo Yu, break her two legs and throw them out."
When the cool voice came, Qin Sangyu's sweat all stood up, because he was so angry that he walked directly to Lu Liangcheng and stepped on the stool beside him.
"Lu Liangcheng, I tell you! You have to kill or kill! You have no money! You have to die!"