"Don't!" Jiang Xinyue hurriedly stopped her and blurted out: "I saw my sister's brooch beautiful and exquisite yesterday, so I tried it on it. I don't know if my fingerprints are still on it. I'm afraid that I will test it out, so everyone misunderstood that I was intentional."

They are not fools, and these words of stealing the bell made everyone look at each other.

"It's such a coincidence," Jiang Wanwan said with a long tail sound.

Jiang Xinyue looked resentful: "Did you see what I did with your own eyes? If not, please stop pouring dirty water on me!"

"I didn't say anything, don't be like someone trampling on his tail. The pure one will be clear. If you do it or not, you know in your heart."

Jiang Xinyue was about to refute, but the staff of the horse farm came over and said that the horse had been stabbed in the artery and was dead.

After he finished speaking, Jiang Xinyue opened her mouth and instantly forgot what she would say next.

As the owner of the horse farm, Yan Jingyao shook his head and sighed: "The life of an animal is also a life, it's just gone, it's a pity. I wonder if he will ask the murderer who killed it when it is late at night."

Jiang Xinyue lowered her eyebrows and her face gradually turned gray.

"Miss Jiang? Miss Jiang!" Yan Jingyao called her twice.

Jiang Xinyue shook her shoulders as if she was shocked from her sleep and woke up: "Who is calling me?"

Everyone saw her dazed expression. Yan Jingyao raised his lips and showed his white teeth: "What are you thinking? You're so trance?"

"No... nothing." She lowered her eyes again.

"That's right, my horses are all thoroughbred horses imported from Europe. Now, for your reasons, I have to discuss compensation with the horse farm manager."

Jiang Xinyue insisted: "There is a source of injustice and a debt is a master, and you should go and find the culprit."

"Are you sure?" Yan Jingyao raised his eyebrows slightly, "Once he was involved in a lawsuit, it probably wouldn't be as simple as paying some money."

How dare eggs touch the stone? Jiang Xinyue gritted her teeth and asked, "How much does that horse cost?"

Yan Jingyao nodded to the manager of the guild, asking him to explain.

The latter understood and took a step forward and walked into everyone's sight. "Just just now, the lady chose a thoroughbred horse, with a strong body and an amazing running speed, and is of great value to participate in the competition. She originally planned to participate in the next domestic equestrian competition. Now, I can only regret to remove it from the list."

His preparation was too long, and Jiang Xinyue became more and more nervous as she listened to it. "You just need to tell me the value of it."

"Three million, this is the lowest valuation." The manager spitted out the number calmly.

Jiang Xinyue was blown into a thunder in her heart, "What? Three million!"

"Every horse in our club has a bloodline certification description. If Miss Jiang has any objections, I will present you with relevant documents later." The manager's speech was reasonable and well-founded.

Jiang Xinyue felt panic and short of breath.

Three million is not a small amount.

"I am a relatively tolerant person and I will give you three days to raise compensation. After three days, I will see the result I want." Yan Jingyao smiled, and his serious look was full of deterrence.

Jiang Xinyue was confused and muttered: "Three million...where should I go to find three million?"

Her friends saw that the people she offended had a deep background and did not dare to join her anymore and left quietly.

She was the only one left, standing there crying.

Jiang Wanwan was not softened by Jiang Xinyue's tears, and she also stood up and left.

As soon as I walked out of the gate of the guild, I suddenly felt my shoulders sinking.

Turning his head, he met He Shengting's dark eyes.

"Where is my scarf?" he asked.

Jiang Wanwan lowered her head and found the gray-blue scarf from her bag and handed it over.

He Shengting did not answer, but leaned towards her, "My hand hurts, please help me tie it."

"What's wrong with your hand?" Jiang Wanwan was surprised.

He Shengting stretched out his palm, and there was a slight redness and swelling on it. "It's nothing serious, it will be gone tomorrow. But it's not very convenient now."

Jiang Wanwan couldn't help but think of his ruthless look as if he was wielding a polo stick just now. After all, it was for her.

She couldn't let it go against her will. She paused for two seconds, wrapped the scarf around his neck and tied it up.

In a blink of an eye, he met his shiny eyes. It turned out that in addition to the depth of the surging against the current, his eyes would also be clear and radiant.

It's okay if he usually has a pair of glasses covering it, but now he is looking at it so straight, and his cheeks are uncontrollably emitting heat.

Dog men, how beautiful they are, do they want to seduce others and commit crimes?

Jiang Wanwan thought so, and her hands tightened.

He Shengting was a little breathless by her, so he quickly pinched her wrist.

"Do you want to kill someone or repay your kindness?"

Jiang Wanwan let go of her hand, of course she did not admit that she did it on purpose: "It will easily dissipate without being tied tightly."

He Shengting glanced at her and tidied up his scarf, "Look for a decent excuse next time."

Jiang Wanwan had a very educated expression.

He Shengting sneered: "I think you're itchy."

Jiang Wanwan really didn't believe that he would beat him up, but he didn't dare to test his bottom line easily. So he bulged his cheeks slightly and shook his head.

The two walked forward, but He Shengting had no intention of getting in the car. His black Bentley was driven by the driver and followed behind quickly.

When passing by a flower shop, He Shengting stopped.

Bright light flowed out of the window and jumped on his side, and he looked softer.

He is a big man, he doesn't like flowers, right!

Jiang Wanwan was about to speak when he heard him say, "Go in and take a look."

Although the money owner must not ignore the words, this habit is too strange.

Jiang Wanwan followed his steps in and was instantly attracted by the set inside.

This flower shop is very big, with trimmed bouquets on the flower stands, which are quietly open under the light.

The air is filled with a light and elegant fragrance, which makes people unable to help but relax and do not want to finish the corner of the store too early.

When the clerk saw a customer coming in, his eyes lit up. Of course, He Shengting's face that attracted bees and butterflies played a main role.

"Two, welcome. I don't know which variety you want to choose. Whether it is imported from abroad or famous domestic flowers, our store sells them. Our store mainly sells them immortal flowers, imported raw materials from abroad, and then carefully processed by the florist, and has a good reputation."

The flower stand is filled with a wide range of immortal flowers in exquisite boxes or glass covers, which is so beautiful.

When I look at the price again, it is also tempting. It is just a few small flowers, and the price is quite expensive.

"Are there any flowers that are a little more?" He Shengting looked at it for a while and asked.

The clerk took him to another exhibition stand, with a suitcase-sized box on it, and the immortal roses bloomed layer by layer, not strong in color but very elegant. They were also placed very carefully, and it looked quite ingenious.

He Shengting still shook his head: "Too few."
Chapter completed!