The next morning, Su Li and Su ruoqiu sneered at each other at the breakfast table.

It's like eating away. Su Li thought about this and planned to go to the studio, but just walked to the studio door, put the handle on the door handle, she felt something was wrong.

She bent down and looked at the doorknob carefully, reaching for it and shaking it gently.

It's loose.

Su Li narrowed her eyes and pushed the door in.

At a glance, the studio is still the original appearance, as if nothing has been moved. She walked in with her feet raised and stood in front of the painting, her eyes fixed on the cut.

This is a landscape painting, painting a sea of roses in the western suburbs, the color is gorgeous and eye-catching. The completion of the whole painting is very high, just need to finish, but this painting can clearly see a scratch.

The scratch starts from the middle part and stretches to the bottom, bringing up layers of color stacked on the side, which is extremely conspicuous and difficult to repair.

Su Li's eyes suddenly became cold.

Anyone who makes his work like this will be angry, especially if the person is intentional.

She took the picture down and turned to the restaurant.

"Su ruoqiu."

Su Li's eyes are calm, there is no emotion in her eyes, but let Su ruoqiu's heart tremble.

She pressed down the corner of her mouth and said, "what's the matter?"

"Did you do it?" Su Li put her painting directly in front of her.

"What are you talking about?" Su ruoqiu looked dazed, "what's wrong with this painting?"

"Don't you admit it?" Su Li suddenly laughed, "you know my temper. How many times have I told you from childhood to adulthood? You can't move my paintings. It seems that you don't remember."

"Don't talk nonsense. When did I move your painting? Your studio is always locked. Even my parents can't get in. How can I get in? " Su ruoqiu immediately refuted.

"Then I'll ask you, when did you learn to slip the door and pry the lock? With Fu philosophy? " Su Li didn't mind stimulating her with the name Fu Zhe.

Sure enough, Su ruoqiu stood up excitedly and complained loudly: "Su ruoxia, I know you hate me, but you don't have to treat me so wrongly, right? Your studio is locked. Who can break your painting? You don't want to take advantage of it, do you? "

Su's father and mother understood what they were arguing about. "What's the matter? If summer? "

"Mom and Dad! Why do you do this? She wronged me, but you asked her what was wrong with her? " Su ruoqiu said choked, a look of grievance.

"This..." Su Mu was stunned for a moment. She thought it was true that the door of the studio was locked, so She looked at Su Li with a trace of worry in her eyes.

Su Li came into contact with her eyes and sneered in her heart. She knew that Su's father and mother were like this, and could not be changed.

However, she did not expect them to have much trust in themselves, but calmly stated: "the door lock of the studio has been skidded, and now the handle is still loose. If you don't believe it, you can ask someone to identify it. Of course, it may not be su ruoqiu. "

"If summer, this is serious?" Su Mu said with disapproval. It's embarrassing to ask someone to identify something.

"The nescali painting competition is around the corner. Su ruoqiu also knows that I am going to participate. Recently, I have been in the studio for so long that I want to draw the best works. Mom and Dad, do you know what this means? Of course, in your eyes, my hard work is not comparable to the face of the Su family, I understand. " Su Li's tone of indifference made Su's mother tremble and began to feel guilty.

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