Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

Zhang Ruohan's hand was about to smash the bowl, and he was silent for a moment: "Did you go to see her?"

"Oh, yes, I went to see her."

Lin Qiuci thought of Su Qiao, who was becoming more and more beautiful, and the corners of his mouth were full of a wry smile.

"I don't know how good she is now. She has money, power and status. Many young talents with family backgrounds want to marry her. I heard that there will be an art exhibition tomorrow."

Zhang Ruohan's eyes flashed slightly: "Painting exhibition?"

Lin Qiuci hated him the most.

As long as she told him about Su Qiao, as long as she talked about Su Qiao, he would be as quiet as a normal person.

A touch of jealousy and hatred flashed in his eyes, and Lin Qiuci sneered: "What? Do you want to go?"

"Unfortunately, it's useless even if you go, she will only be your elder brother's, and it will never be yours!"

Zhang Ruohan picked up the bowl at hand and smashed it: "Shut up for me!"

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Su Qiao didn't know what their lives were like now, and she didn't bother to care.

Anyway, what should be done has been done, and the revenge that should have been avenged has been avenged.

The next day, her first solo exhibition was shown at the Art Exhibition Center.

Because she is very famous now, many people come.

Some students, some professors, some people who are interested in painting, some foreigners, some children of aristocratic families, and even a lot of people who are very light in the literary world came here.

Although Su Qiao is very famous, few people have seen her true colors.

There are many people who come to this point today.

Gu Junting, the president of the newspaper who has previously voted for the post and invitation letter, German businessman Andri, Duan Jiarui of the military and political family Duan Jiarui and so on.

Su Qiao wore a gradient moon gray-blue long dress today, with bright satin on the inside and a layer of transparent chain link lace on the outside.

Retro small stand-up collar, transparent chain link lace three-quarter sleeves, cinched at the waist, flared hem, ankle-length.

Coupled with jade-white skin, exquisite and perfect facial features, and very elegant hair, the whole person exudes a noble and elegant temperament.

Today's outfit is her combination of retro cheongsam and modern evening dress.

The layout of the exhibition site is also very comfortable and elegant.

The melodious music reverberated softly in the exhibition hall, which did not affect the whispered conversations of the surrounding people.

Su Qiao stood by the piano by the side of the stage, and gave a faint smile to those who passed by, and occasionally sat down and stroked a song.

When Zhang Ruohan arrived, this was what he saw.

Seeing him, Su Qiao was a little surprised.

After thinking about it, he walked forward slowly: "Why are you here?"

Zhang Ruohan didn't answer, but looked around and said with some difficulty: "These...are all your paintings?"

Su Qiao followed his line of sight with a glance: "This is my art exhibition."

I didn't draw it, could it be possible or could it be yours?

A trace of bitterness flashed in Zhang Ruohan's eyes: "Very...very good."

When Zhang Jingyu came up, he happened to see the two talking.

After a pause, she stepped forward and gently hugged Su Qiao's waist, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm late."

"Tired? Do you want to take a break?"

"Don't be tired, you guys talk, I'll play a tune for you."

With Zhang Ruohan and Su Qiao, there was nothing to chat with, so it was a little embarrassing for the three of them to meet.

Zhang Jingyu nodded slightly: "Okay."

Su Qiao thought about it and talked about a famous piano piece "Wedding in a Dream".

In the last life, Su Qiao's piano has reached the eleventh level of the foreign performance level, even if it is a classic song, it is easy to come by.

The melodious music immediately attracted everyone's attention and listened quietly.