fleeting years live up to your love

At this moment a servant came up with breakfast.

Without even thinking about it, Jian Yao directly picked up a cup of hot milk on the tray, strode into the room, and walked straight to Mu Xiaoran.

Splashing the milk in the cup onto Mu Xiaoran's face, the woman screamed and jumped up from the bed like crazy.

"It's so hot, who wants to burn me to death!"

She yelled and found that the person standing in front of the bed was Jian Yao, holding a glass in her hand, and immediately became out of breath.

"You crazy, you actually poured hot milk on me, it's really vicious."

The milk is not very hot, it is warm.

When Jian Yao held the glass, she didn't feel the milk was hot, and Mu Xiaoran's pretentious appearance made her nauseous.

"Who allowed you to occupy my room?"

She looked around, and she placed the things her mother left her in the drawer of the wardrobe. The original wardrobe was gone, and she didn't know what Mu Xiaoran would do with it.

"your room?"

Mu Xiaoran sneered: "This is my room now, you are an unfilial daughter, you never come back to see your father, how can there be your room here!"

"Where's my old wardrobe?"

Mu Xiaoran snorted coldly, wiped the milk on her face, jumped out of bed, opened her closet and took out a skirt, and walked to the bathroom.

Jian Yao stretched out her hand to stop her, "What are you asking, where is my original wardrobe."

"Good dogs don't get in the way."

"While I'm talking, tell me the truth, where is my original wardrobe?"

Mu Xiaoran frowned, thought about it seriously, and suddenly remembered that there was a very delicate jewelry box in Jian Yao's original wardrobe, which was full of precious jewelry, other than that, nothing else could enter her. eyes.

She kept the jewelry box, and the servants moved the rest to the basement.

What Jian Yao cares about is not the wardrobe, but the jewelry box.

She smiled, "In the basement."

Jian Yao withdrew the arm blocking her, turned around and walked out.

Hastily downstairs, she went straight to the basement.

Fu Shengnian eagerly followed her, and found that she had entered the basement, stepped over a pile of messy items, stopped in front of a wardrobe, opened the wardrobe and rummaged inside.

He walked over, surprised: "What are you looking for?"

"My mother left me a jewelry box with a lot of jewelry in it."

She turned the closet upside down, only some old clothes, nothing she was looking for.

If such valuable items are discovered by a vanity-loving woman like Mu Xiaoran, they will probably be taken as their own.

She frowned and walked out.

Fu Shengnian wanted to hold her, but his outstretched hand was empty.

"Yaoyao."

He yelled, but she ran out angrily without looking back.

Seeing Jian Yao's leaving back, he was about to follow, and suddenly felt a headache, and then some images flashed in his mind, it was Jian Yao who was pulling the suitcase to leave, he chased after her, grabbed her, and snatched her from her hand. the picture of the suitcase.

"I won't let you go."

"I'm leaving."

"You are already my Fu Shengnian's person, you don't want to leave here."

……

The beginning picture is very discontinuous, fragmented, and the sound is intermittent.

He gritted his teeth to resist the pain, sat down on an old sofa, pinched his head with his hands, and slowly, the pictures in his mind became coherent, and he remembered something.

When Jian Yao wanted to divorce him, he didn't allow her to leave, and even tied her up with a rope...

Jian Yao went back to the second floor angrily. She asked the housekeeper and servants, but no one saw the jewelry box. It seems that Mu Xiaoran took the opportunity to steal it.

She walked into the room, just in time to bump into Mu Xiaoran who came out of the bathroom.

"Where's the jewelry box?"

Mu Xiaoran wiped her wet hair with a towel, and pretended to be stupid: "What jewelry box?"

"That was left to me by my mother, give it back to me."

"Crazy, what your mother left you, you want it from me? I'm not your mother."

Jian Yao couldn't bear it anymore and started to search in the room.

Mu Xiaoran stared at her coldly, watching her rummaging through the drawers of the dresser, walked forward in three steps at a time, and grabbed her hair.

"Bitch, this is my room now, can you rummage through my things?"

Jian Yao frowned, her scalp hurt from being pulled, she grabbed Mu Xiaoran's arm and pinched it hard.

Mu Xiaoran withdrew her hand in pain, and looked at the pinched nail marks on her arm, which were so deep that they bled from the pinch, she yelled angrily, "Are you sick? Why did you come here so early in the morning to go crazy?"

"I want the jewelry box my mother left me, and you can hand it over to me honestly."

"I haven't seen any jewelry boxes."

"In this case, why did you stop me and not let me find it?"

"This is my room, I don't allow you to rummage around."

"You are wrong. This was originally my room. You occupied my room without permission and stole my things."

"steal?"

Mu Xiaoran's blood surged up, she pointed at her and shouted: "What evidence do you have that I stole?"

"If you are upright, you won't be afraid of my search."

Mu Xiaoran suddenly felt guilty.

The jewelry box was a little too big, and the drawer of the vanity mirror couldn't fit in it. She put the things in the upper drawer of the wardrobe, and the position was a bit high. She thought that Jian Yao would not pay attention to the high place so quickly.

Unexpectedly, Jian Yao's attention soon fell on the wardrobe behind her.

Jian Yao picked up the chair in front of the vanity mirror, walked straight past her, put the chair in front of the closet, opened the closet, stood on the chair, and went straight to pull the upper drawer.

When Mu Xiaoran was taking clothes from the closet, Jian Yao saw a storage drawer above, which was big enough to hold a jewelry box.

Opening the drawer, it was as expected.

Mother's jewelry box is inside.

She took out the box, which was quite heavy in her hands.

Seeing that the matter was exposed, Mu Xiaoran bit the bullet and explained: "So you were talking about this box. I didn't know what was in it. I thought it was something no one wanted, so I put it away just because the box was beautiful."

Jian Yao snorted coldly, jumped off the chair, and walked out carrying the jewelry box.

After walking a few steps, she stopped and said angrily, "Once Jian Mingshu knows about your shameless theft, he will drive you out immediately."

These words fell into Mu Xiaoran's ears, no matter how they sounded like a threat.

She was suddenly very scared, afraid that Jian Mingshu would really drive her away because of such a trivial matter.

It was not easy for her to have a home and someone to rely on.

She chased after her in a hurry, and found that Jian Yao had almost reached the stairs, she was heartbroken, took a few steps and rushed forward, when Jian Yao reached the stairs, she pushed Jian Yao's back hard .

The hallway was carpeted, so no footsteps could be heard at all.

Jian Yao didn't know that Mu Xiaoran was approaching, she was suddenly pushed by a strong force, her center of gravity was unstable, and she fell straight down the stairs with the jewelry box in her hand.