Chapter 8
"Is the sequin dress you were wearing still there that night five years ago?"
“What…what?”
Unexpectedly, Mo Sijue called her to ask this. Jiang Ling froze unnaturally, "Why did the third brother suddenly ask this again?"
"That dress was torn. Before you first asked me, my mom had replaced it with other out-of-season clothes."
As he said that, Jiang Ling carefully looked at Mo Sijue's expression.
Seeing that Mo Sijue looked at her and didn't say anything, Jiang Ling couldn't help feeling a little worried, wondering if Mo Sijue had seen something.
Fortunately, Mo Sijue just asked casually and quickly withdrew his gaze.
"You go back and rest."
Jiang Lingru didn't dare to stay at the amnesty. She grabbed the assistant's hand, turned against her slow appearance just now, and hurriedly left the room.
Mo Sijue did not expose her, and withdrew his gaze in vain.
At the door of the room, when Special Assistant Zhou, who came back from the phone, saw Jiang Ling coming out, he felt a bad premonition.
Sure enough, as soon as I entered the room, I saw Mo Sijue's figure half hidden in the shadow, and the whole person was about to come.
As soon as Special Assistant Zhou saw that Mo Sijue was feeling much worse than before, he couldn't help but feel a little shocked.
Can't even come here in person by the owner of the sequin?
Special Assistant Zhou had some headaches.
I especially want to remind his boss, do you still remember the disgusting look when he first received the storage bottle made into a brooch?
Even Young Master Fu, who designed and made fancy broochs, was not spared, and worked as a coolie for two months!
After all, when he learned that his boss was slept by a woman, Young Master Fu almost knew that the whole world knew that his boss was taken away by a scumbag who ran away after sleeping!
In order to commemorate this historic moment, Mr. Fu has put in great painstaking efforts.
Finally, I made a gorgeous brooch that can store things.
Not only did he put the "token" left by the woman on his boss' back, but he also used all the gems he had treasured.
But after seeing his boss pinning the brooch to match his clothes, he couldn't control his mouth.
"That's right. Third brother's first time is so memorial! Look how well this brooch matches third brother! I also gave this brooch a name."
"What's the name?"
"Love is hard to open in the heart."
Then Young Master Fu went to sweep the streets voluntarily.
Maybe the appearance of the brooch is really in line with his boss's wishes, so he takes it out and wears it from time to time. After a few years, maybe he has a feeling of wearing it?
But now, the brooch has been stolen...
Assistant Zhou wanted to cry a little.
Before they found Jiang Ling, their boss seemed to be quite looking forward to it. Why did they get colder after seeing Jiang Ling?
Did the big and small car accident five years ago really make their boss unable to do it...
Mo Si had no idea that his elite assistant was running the train, and when he saw someone coming back, he raised his eyes coldly.
"The person has been chasing me?"
The cold voice made Special Assistant Zhou feel inexplicably cold, and he sincerely sympathizes with the courageous thief.
"The woman went to a nearby bar. Now the bar owner asked someone to stay at various exits and sent someone to find him with Xing Wu and the others..."
The implication is that it hasn't been caught yet.
"Continue to search, I can't find it..."
Mo Si never said the words afterwards, but the light glance immediately reminded Special Agent Zhou of his colleague who was sent to Africa to dig coal, and he was immediately in tears.
Who would have thought that someone would really dare to steal their boss?
If you had known it, you shouldn't have let people go easily...
At this time, Jiang Man, who had changed his outfit, was already slipping through the bar gate under the bodyguard's nose.
More than half an hour after she left, Xing Wucai, who was sent by Mo Sijue, found the bag of wig clothing in the trash can in the corner of the bathroom...
...
When Jiang Man returned to Dahe Village, it was already one o'clock in the middle of the night.
She thought Jiang Xiaobao had already been asleep, but when she entered the yard, she saw a little fat man wearing cute cow pajamas, round and round in the chair, with his chin dozing little by little.
Jiang Man's heart became soft and was about to walk over. Miss Nian, who had been waiting for Jiang Man for one night, rushed up first.
"Where is the stuff?"
The other party's tone was a little bad, and Jiang Man didn't care. He handed out the brocade box containing the jade pendant.
As soon as Nianxia got the brocade box, she immediately opened it to check it out.
Seeing that the heirloom that the old man gave her was lying intact in the brocade box, Nian Xia felt relieved and covered it with the brocade box.
"Are you OK?"
Jiang Man looked at Nian Xia with a smile.
I don’t know how Jiang Man’s face that harms the country and the people looked like. The same expression was a bit more unique intrigue.
Nian Xia's face turned red unconsciously, and when she reacted, she was a little annoyed and turned her face away with a bluff.
"Don't think I'll be grateful to you. If your son hadn't knocked over my stuff and put my heirloom in the auction, my heirloom wouldn't have been auctioned off by Mo Sijue."
Although the Nian family's base camp is in Yuncheng, she has heard a lot of rumors about Mo Sijue. She almost thought that the heirloom could not be brought back, and she even got angry at Jiang Man in the afternoon.
"Um."
Jiang Man nodded with a good temper, looking indulgent.
Seeing her like this, Nian Xia felt embarrassed to lose her temper. She threw down the word "Thank you" awkwardly, and ran back to the house with Jinbo in her arms.
When Jiang Man saw Nianxia go back to the house, he walked to the chair and bent down to pick up the fat man.
Chapter completed!