He is more fickle than Fengyue

"Brother Beichen." Song Qianqian threw herself into Lu Beichen's arms, not giving Bo Yan any chance to speak, "Brother Beichen, I'm sorry, I accidentally lost the necklace you gave me, it's all mine wrong."

The tears were just right, and they fell with a bang, indescribably pitiful, making people feel distressed, "It's all my fault."

Lu Beichen raised his hand, gently wiped the corner of Song Qianqian's eyes, and comforted, "I won't lose it, I will find it for you."

Bo Yan never expected that Lu Beichen, who disappeared in her own world, reappeared for Song Qianqian.

He could care about her life or death, but he couldn't bear Song Qianqian to shed a tear or suffer the slightest grievance.

Do you know what heartache feels like?

It was so painful that I couldn't even breathe.

Someone took a knife and stabbed you in the heart one by one, and the blood kept flowing down, as if it would never stop.

Looking at the familiar face in front of her, Bo Yan felt so strange, as if she didn't know him.

His eyebrows, his eyes, and the corners of his mouth all become blurred shadows in his sight.

"Lu Beichen." She almost choked up, "Do you have to put me to death?"

"Heh." Lu Beichen sneered, "Bo Yan, isn't it? Just search and you'll find out. If you are really innocent, no one can wrong you."

"Lu Beichen, you bastard." Jiang Tiantian couldn't stand it anymore, and cursed directly, "Yanyan, let's ignore him, this bastard, don't worry, they want to search our bags, search, let them search .”

"Anyway, we didn't steal Song Qianqian's necklace. We are not afraid of the shadow. They love to search, do whatever they want."

Jiang Tiantian's words were right in his arms, and Zhang Kelan took the opportunity to provoke, "Mr. Lu, Bo Yan must have stolen Qianqian's necklace. You have to make decisions for Qianqian."

Lu Beichen asked, "Qianqian, if the necklace is found in Bo Yan's bag, what do you want to do with it?"

Song Qianqian sniffed aggrievedly, her whole body was like a fragile doll, relying on Lu Beichen, "I don't want to deal with it, as long as I can find the necklace, I don't care about anything."

"Brother Beichen, all I care about from the beginning to the end is only you, and all the things you gave me."

"Forget it." Song Qianqian was responsible for pretending to be weak and generous, but he couldn't make Lu Beichen really soft.

So at the crucial moment, Zhang Kelan had to rely on her, "Boss Lu, if Bo Yan is really a thief, why not chop off her hand and see if she dares to steal again in the future."

"Just do as you say." Lu Beichen glanced over coldly, "What are you doing in a daze, search the bag."

Bo Yan despaired, "Lu Beichen!!"

"Don't be afraid, Yanyan, we haven't done it anyway." Jiang Tiantian stared at Lu Beichen, wishing he could eat him.

A group of people rushed to the dressing room in a hurry, at this moment, "Damn it, who stepped on my feet!!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone froze in their footsteps, looked at the source of the sound, and their expressions changed drastically.

How can I forget about this master? Who else dares to step on this master? It's really terrible.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Someone apologized again and again, "Brother Sheng, I didn't mean to."

On the reclining chair, the man uncovered the book on his face, and suddenly got up from the chair, his anger soared, and he was obviously getting up, "Take a nap and make a lot of noise, what a big deal."

The man came over while scolding, "I just stole a broken necklace. There's no end to it."

When he saw clearly the mole of tears in the corner of the man's eye, Lu Beichen's eyes instantly became violent.

It's him, he can't be mistaken, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, rattling.

Gu Nansheng actually returned to China! !

"You." Gu Nansheng pointed at Zhang Kelan, "You said that anyone who stole the necklace will have their hand chopped off, right?"

Zhang Kelan's sudden appearance made him a little confused, but the man in front of him looked so good, he looked like a character from a cartoon, but it was a bit unreal, and the tear mole at the corner of his eye was like ink dyed to the extreme, with a kind of Indescribably demagogic.

That is, the temper seems to be not very good, which makes people somewhat scared, "Yes, I said it."

"Okay." The man yawned, "I've been woken up anyway, and I have nothing to do, so I'll just be a witness for the young master."