He chose a secret corner, hid the original mobile phone and Qin Li's diary, and stuck them on with film.
[Won't you hide this phone together?]
444 stared at the broken mobile phone in Su Qiao's hand with some curiosity.
"I want to take this phone to get it repaired."
She thought there might be something unexpected inside.
If this were not the case, Qin Li would not be hidden with the diary.
In fact, she can do it herself, but she doesn't have enough tools at home, and it's easy to be discovered.
Things like mobile phones make noise easily.
After settling these matters, Su Qiao returned to the house, sat in front of the dressing table, and began to apply things on his face and body.
[Why do you make up so exaggeratedly?]
The area around the left eye looked swollen and bruised, and the corner of the mouth seemed to be broken, red and swollen.
In addition, there were several finger prints on the white neck that looked like they had been pinched, and there were also several scars on the arms and calves.
444's mouth twitched.
The host was not beaten by someone, but was hit by a car in a car accident, right?
"Exaggeration?"
Without exaggerating, how can others see it?
Su Qiao stood up and looked in the mirror, but didn't think there was anything wrong.
He took a beige top hat from the wooden rack and put it on, put on his apricot leather cross-body bag, and Su Qiao left the bedroom.
[Since you want people to see you, you don't need to wear a hat, right?]
"Silly."
It's only half-covered that makes it appear more real.
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"Xiao Qiao, you... where are you going?"
Unexpectedly, the old lady just woke up and was about to come out to take a peek at what Su Qiao was doing, when she saw her looking like she was about to go out.
Su Qiao rolled his eyes at her unceremoniously. "You care about me."
"You want to be beaten, don't you?"
Seeing the old lady, Su Qiao suddenly remembered something.
She has no money.
I don't even have money to take the bus.
Naturally, he stretched out his hand to the old lady. "Where is your wallet?"
The old lady didn't expect that she was really going out, and she even asked her for money.
"Xiao Qiao, you are not in good health, so you should not go out today. If you really want to go out, wait until Xiao Yuan comes back..."
How dare the old lady let her go?
If she really is released, her son will definitely cause trouble for him when he comes back.
Even more afraid to give money.
[Host, the wallet is on the bedside table in her room.]
With 444 here, the old lady's things can't be hidden at all.
Su Qiao stopped nagging her, opened her bedroom door, walked straight to the bedside table, and before she could react, he took three hundred-dollar bills out of her purse, leaving her with dozens of dollars in change.
"Isn't it just to get some money? Luolibasuo."
Stuffing the money into his jeans pocket, Su Qiao pressed his hat, snorted, walked around the old lady who was chasing him, and headed towards the door.
"Xiao Qiao, you can't go out, Xiao Qiao..."
The old lady was so anxious that she hurried after her.
[Host, take the copper lock on the partition and lock the door.] 444 is a little naughty reminder.
Su Qiao took it easily, walked out of the door quickly, turned around, pulled the door shut, and locked it with a copper lock.
Originally, this kind of door did not need a copper lock, but Wen Congyuan mother and son specially added it to prevent Su Qiao from running around.
[Hmph, let this old woman have a taste of being locked up at home.]
444 Listening to the old lady who kept slapping the door panel and shouting Su Qiao, she smiled proudly and happily.
Throwing the keys away and throwing them into his purse, Su Qiao went out happily.