Crack: Not loving you is the way back

"I don't know." Su Mo's eyes were full of confusion. She always had a calm temperament and rarely had quarrels with others. The few occasional conflicts were at work, but they were resolved on the spot.

People in the modeling circle are very busy, busy on catwalks and busy socializing, so small things like this will pass by and no one will mention them again.

What's more, she was still carrying the identity of "Huangfu Jue's girlfriend" at the time. Therefore, it was impossible for anyone to have the courage to take such a self-destructive approach to retaliate against her for such a trivial matter.

"In other words, if Huangfu Jue breaks up with you, who will be the biggest beneficiary?"

"I don't know." Su Mo shook his head in denial.

"You know." Uncle Luo said without hesitation, paused briefly, and then sighed: "With your intelligence and my guidance, you have actually guessed who framed you, but you just don't want to believe it. .”

There was silence in the room. Uncle Luo saw that no one was on the screen in front of him. He looked at the phoenix tree by the window and said directly: "Let's go and verify what you are thinking."

Su Mo was stunned for a moment, then carefully looked at the middle-aged man with wrinkled forehead and soft eyes in front of him, and confirmed in a low voice: "The person who framed me is not the murderer, is he?"

"Yes."

"You know who the real murderer is, don't you?" Su Mo stared at him closely, not missing the slightest expression on his face, and asked questions one after another.

"What if you know, so what if you don't know?" Uncle Luo had a meaningless look of "What can you do to me?" with a faint smile on his face, which looked very annoying.

Su Mo bit his lower lip. Seeing that the teacup in front of him was empty, he took the teapot without saying a word and skillfully poured it into the teapot. His attitude was very sincere, like a student asking for advice: "Sir, please don't hesitate to teach me. Su Mo will definitely Would be grateful.”

Uncle Luo looked up at the slowly passing sunlight outside and sighed, as if he couldn't bear it yet seemed helpless, and said something that made Su Mo feel confused, "When it's time for you to know, you don't need me to tell you, Of course you will know too."

"Uncle Luo, what do you mean by this?"

"Chinese meaning."

Su Mo: "..."

If she hadn't asked for anything from him, she would have lifted his tea table, stabilized her mood, and still said with a very humble attitude: "Uncle Luo has seen me?"

He turned his eyes and saw a faint color in her eyes. Her smart and stubborn look seemed to have traveled through time and space, as if he had seen another her in another time and space.

But the woman in front of her is not her after all, she is just carved from the same mold as that person. Who can see these two looks that are more than 90.00% similar and will not sigh at the power of genes.

After all, God is jealous of beauty, good people don’t live long.

He looked away, picked up the tea cup and took a sip to hide the inappropriate fluctuations in his heart. When the expression on his face looked the same as before, he put down the tea cup and said calmly: "No."

"But why do I feel like my husband knows me?"

"Long-term stress and insomnia, and high nervous tension can cause illusions." Uncle Luo explained seriously, as if this was indeed the case, and kindly gave some advice: "If you have time, you can go see a Chinese medicine doctor and let the doctor help regulate your body. , long-term illness will lead to illness, young girls should take care of their bodies."

"Really?" Su Mo ignored the second half of his words.

"Yes, so it's time for you to leave." Uncle Luo gave the order to expel the guest without any courtesy.

Su Mo was stunned and looked at him without saying a word. If she hadn't been restrained by her upbringing, she would have really wanted to smash the glass and curse him. This man knew who the murderer was, but he kept silent.

A nameless anger rushed straight to his forehead, and his fiery eyes glared at him, but the man in front of him seemed not to notice, leisurely sipping the tea and making a "tsk tsk" sound of enjoyment.

Take a deep breath. This person is the only one who knows the murderer and the only one who can prove her innocence. She can't offend anyone.

Calm, calm, she had to be calm. Su Mo closed his eyes tightly and kept reminding himself of the serious consequences of offending this person.

Taking a deep breath, Su Mo stood up, took out a bank card from his pocket, and sincerely left all his wealth behind. He bent slightly and sincerely asked for advice, "What can I do if I don't find out the real murderer?" Prove your own innocence, please teach me."

"As long as it is proven that what the person who framed you is not true, the so-called testimony and evidence will naturally be invalid, and the rumors about you will naturally be self-defeating."

"Thank you, Uncle Luo." Su Mo bowed respectfully, turned around and left with hesitation.

As soon as Su Mo left, a man walked out of a blind corner and sat where she had just been sitting, drinking her untouched tea.

Seeing how calm this person was, Uncle Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, trying to find every opportunity, "Is it worth it to come all the way here just to hide behind and take a look at her?"

"worth."

"She doesn't seem to have a very good temper. With that fierce look in her eyes just now, I was really afraid that she would smash my tea table if she couldn't help it."

"You asked for it, you deserve it."

Uncle Luo: "..." How could he cause such two troubles?

Helplessly, he took a sip of tea to wake up and said, "Why don't you let me tell her the truth?"

The man finally looked up at him, his eyes were cold and stern, and he smiled coldly: "You are living longer and going back?"

Uncle Luo choked for no reason. He really didn't know. When he was about to speak, the man explained directly: "She has the same temperament as her mother. She has no ability to protect herself. She knows too much, which is not good for her."

"Why don't you come out and see her?"

"The time has not come."

Uncle Luo: "..." Do you still have to find a time to see your daughter? This person's perspective on thinking about issues is truly unique.

He picked up the bank card Su Mo left on the table and said jokingly: "Your daughter is quite generous. I guess the amount in it should be quite a lot."

"You dare to accept it?" The man slowly looked up at him and said indifferently.

"Based on our friendship, your daughter is half of my daughter. What's more, this money is my daughter's thank you money. Why can't I accept it?" He accepted it with peace of mind.

Hearing this, the man stopped drinking tea, raised his head slightly, glanced at him with a hint of saltiness, curled his lips, and said lazily and thoughtfully: "You can accept it, and protect her for a while."

Uncle Luo's tea-drinking hand shook. Why did he feel that in such a short time, he fell into the pit again, and it was freezing on his back.