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Chapter 549

Qin Songyao had never been so surprised when she heard the sound of Wenyu. She shouted loudly: "Wen Yan!"

Outside the crowd, Bo Siyan heard her voice keenly. Then, he grabbed Wenyu with one hand and went into the crowd at the same time.

Surrounding the center of the encirclement, Qin Songyao grabbed the woman's arm, and was so angry that he was a little unsteady of breathing. He looked out of the crowd and shouted several slogan banquets in succession.

However, it was Bo Siyan who entered the field of vision.

He held Wen Yu with one hand, and with his superior height and handsome face, he easily invited everyone to get out of the way. In the end, others unconsciously made way for him.

With his eyes facing each other, he gave Wen Yu the marshmallow in his other hand and walked in front of her.

"What's wrong?"

When Qin Songyao saw him, she felt a sense of tears when she saw his own people. She let go of the woman's hand and said to him: "They stole my stuff."

Bo Siyan swept her slightly red eyes, her eyebrows slightly closed, and glanced at the two grandparents and grandchildren beside her.

The child immediately hugged the ornaments tightly.

The woman probably also noticed that Bo Siyan's identity was unusual and stood a little far away with her child in her arms.

"She stole my handsome toys, and the evil ones complained first!"

The woman said, her face angry and her voice raised a little.

Bo Siyan turned sideward invisibly, blocking half of Qin Songyao's vision.

People around us were talking, but the remarks obviously changed the direction of the wind.

It’s not because Bo Siyan is so handsome that he can upset all living beings.

But because of the Patafil on his wrist, he carved "I have money" over his head and played it in a scroll.

Can you have such a rich friend who can steal toys worth hundreds of dollars for a child?

Qin Songyao heard that the woman was still clamoring, and the child started crying again. She was afraid that Bo Siyan would not believe her, so she repeated.

"It's really mine, it's 2,100 yuan, I just bought it!"

After saying that, she wanted to go up and argue with the woman again.

Bo Siyan twitched lightly and grabbed her hand.

Qin Songyao was stunned and looked up at him.

"Really, it's mine."

Bo Siyan opened his mouth: "...I understand."

He picked the one he had in the picture at a glance, and he knew much more clearly than her.

"This toy is far away!"

In front, the ignorant person who heard the words was fearless and grabbed the marshmallow to fight with the woman, "Your child is a bad child, he snatched Yaoyao's toys! Bah!"

She is beautiful, her words and deeds are simple, and she can't tell the difference between stupidity at first glance, but she is cute in capital, and some passers-by can't help laughing.

Qin Songyao glanced at him and found that someone took out the camera.

She quickly lowered her head and said, "Someone recorded the video."

When Bo Siyan heard this, his eyes swept through the crowd and found the one who raised the camera. He called him coldly. The other party was stunned. Then he smiled embarrassedly, gestured to him with an OK gesture, and then turned the

The camera is put down.

Wenyu is still fighting with the old lady head-on. She is not afraid of the old lady lying down, and she is also forcing her to rob.

"Take it to you!"

She was excited to grab it and wanted to hop on a popular Internet phrase.

Everyone laughed.

Seeing that the thing was about to be snatched away by Wenyu, the middle-aged woman stamped her feet and shouted, almost crying with her grandson.

"Snatch something! Security! Security!"

She shouted this and she really called the person.

However, it was not the security guard, but another group of people.

When Qin Songyao saw that the leader was Wen Fang.

The woman was still not sure and wanted to reason: "Leader, look, these young people are crazy, they are snatching things from daily life."


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