Married by Accident: The Rich CEO's Deeply Rooted Pampering Tactics

Chapter 125 Lure the snake out of its hole

Lu Tingnian didn't speak, but instead maneuvered his wheelchair forward, scooped Xiao Qiao up from the carpet, held her in his arms, and gently stroked her, saying,

"Some grudges are only truly satisfying when you take revenge yourself."

It's frustrating to be slapped by someone else.

Qiao Luo naturally didn't understand Lu Tingnian's intentions. When she changed her clothes and went out, Han Jian was already waiting at the door.

Seeing her approach, Han Jian stepped forward and said, "Miss Qiao, Brother Nian asked me to go with you."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Luo nodded, "Thank you for your trouble."

She got into the car.

Han Jian asked, "Where does Miss Qiao plan to go?"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Luo thought for a moment and said, "Let's go to the most bustling part of Jiang City."

"The most prosperous place?" Han Jian asked, somewhat puzzled.

Qiao Luo nodded, then asked, "I believe Mr. Han has seen those comments online, right?"

She asked.

Han Jian nodded: "I saw it."

"What are your thoughts?" Qiao Luo pressed.

Han Jian thought for a moment and said, "I don't have any ideas, I just think those people are pretty shameless."

“That’s quite shameless,” Qiao Luo asked again. “So, Mr. Han, what do you think their purpose is?”

Han Jian was taken aback, wondering whether President Lu had actually given the document to Miss Qiao. He wasn't sure, so he casually said, "Probably for money."

Qiao Luo nodded, "That's what I think too, but I'm not sure yet. Would you like to verify it?"

She asked Han Jian.

"How do we verify it?" Han Jian pressed.

Qiao Luo smiled mysteriously, "Have you ever heard of luring a snake out of its hole?"

Han Jian nodded.

Qiao Luo said, "Then let's wait and see."

Although Han Jian didn't quite understand, he didn't ask any more questions and simply drove the car over as Qiao Luo instructed.

Not long after, the car stopped on a bustling street.

The place was teeming with people, which was exactly where Qiao Luo planned to go next. So, she took a deep breath and was about to open the car door when Han Jian stopped her.

"Miss Qiao, what's wrong...?"

Qiao Luo said, "I'll be right back."

With that, she pushed open the car door, got out, and ran into the crowd.

It was a leisurely afternoon, and many pedestrians were strolling on the street. Qiao Luo's entry quickly attracted everyone's attention.

After all, she is not only beautiful and outstanding, but also has an unforgettable temperament. Even when she walks in a crowd, she is the kind of person who will turn heads.

Moreover, at a time like this, she had already become a celebrity on the internet. It can be said that any young person who uses Weibo can recognize her at a glance.

This street is predominantly populated by young people.

Sure enough, she was quickly recognized, and some people even shouted her name in the crowd.

"Look, it's that wicked gold digger."

Sure enough, the people swarmed over as soon as they realized it was her.

Seeing that she had achieved her goal, Qiao Luo quickly ran back. She ran back to the car, panting, and said to Han Jian, "Drive quickly."

Han Jian didn't dare to delay and quickly drove the car away.

Only when they were far away from the crowd did he finally ask, "Miss Qiao, is this what you call luring the snake out of its hole?"

Han Jian hesitated.

Qiao Luo nodded, panting.

Just as Han Jiangang was about to speak, Qiao Luo's phone rang. She picked it up, glanced at it, saw it was an unfamiliar number, and answered it.

"Miss Qiao, have you tasted the sweetness of fame yet?"

A mocking male voice came from the other end of the phone.

Upon hearing a strange man's voice, Qiao Luo immediately asked, "Who are you?"

"You don't need to know who I am; if you do, you're on the verge of social death."

The man said it with great disdain.

It's obvious that they witnessed what just happened.

This was exactly what Qiao Luo wanted. She feigned surprise, "What? Social death?"

"That's right, social death. Are you scared?"

Qiao Luo nodded.

"afraid."

Of course she was afraid. Who wouldn't be afraid of social death?