Fast Travel: Male God, please don't pet me

Chapter 474 Playboy's Ex-wife 22

Chapter 474 Playboy's Ex-wife 22
After enjoying it, she was going back to the studio to continue painting the next painting.

Another idiot just now ordered her painting for 100 million.

Thinking of moving her fingers casually, a steady stream of money would roll in, and she was floating in the clouds.

When she went out to a class reunion, other people looked at her with envy.

This feeling has never been felt before.

She even bought the villa she lives in now.

I believe that if she continues, she will soon be able to live a wealthy life.

Just as she was obsessed with her bright future, the phone rang violently.

Seeing that he was the one who had been following her behind and praising her recently, she frowned in displeasure.

Then, the tone was arrogant and impatient: "Hey, He Ping, what's the matter?"

"Xiaoxue, something went wrong, can you go online and check?"

"Cut, what can happen?" She curled her lips indifferently.

"Ah Ping, I'm famous now. If you still want to follow me, don't make a fuss and pay attention to your image."

He Ping rolled her eyes. If she was wondering how the ordinary Su Xue became famous all of a sudden, then there is still something she doesn't understand now.

She sneered.

Su Xue was annoyed: "What are you laughing at?"

"You'd better read the news on the Internet first," he said, hanging up the phone with sarcasm in his eyes.

Heh, he really thinks that he is supporting her, but he only cares about her money.

To be honest, Su Xue's paintings are at most third-rate, and even if you pay more than ten yuan, no one will buy them.

However, some idiot would spend millions to buy such a painting.

But just now, she finally knew the reason.

It turned out that I took advantage of J's heat to get up.

Looking at the hung up phone, Su Xue realized the seriousness of the problem and immediately turned on her phone.

Looking at the messages one after another, she felt dizzy, and her face suddenly turned pale.

How to do?
It's over, what she did was exposed, how will her dream of being rich come true.

When Su Xue was worried about not being able to make money in the future, little did she know that there were even worse things waiting for her.

The phone calls came in one after another, and it turned out that they were all customers who bought her paintings before, and they all asked for returns.

Su Xue's heart dropped. She had already spent the money. What compensation could she give?

Especially when he heard the other party's threat that if he didn't pay back the money, he would come to the door. The whole person was so frightened that he hid in the room and dared not go out.

Trembling, he dialed the number. Soon, the call was connected, and a sarcastic voice came from the other end: "The Su Da painter who is about to become famous, what do you want from me?"

Su Xue felt embarrassed, ashamed and angry, but thinking of her situation, she could only lower her attitude and said: "He Ping, I know that my attitude was wrong before. I apologize to you and please help me. I don't know now. What should we do?”

She knew that He Ping's family ran a company. Although the scale was small, it was much better than her powerless one.

"Tsk, Great Painter Su, what's the matter, don't you continue to dream of your Spring and Autumn Dream?"

How humiliating she used to be in front of Su Xue, and how much fun she is now.

She had long been dissatisfied with her condescending attitude.

It's just that he came from a small family and dared to put on airs in front of her.

However, He Ping ignored that her company was only well-known in a small place. If it were to be taken out, it might not be enough for others to take notice.

"He Ping, I was wrong. As long as you help me this time, I can do whatever you want me to do in the future." For the future, Su Xue decided to endure the humiliation for a while.

(End of this chapter)

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