Chapter 270： the gift is gone

The drawer was empty, the boxes and paintings were gone, Wu Mei's complexion changed greatly, and he subconsciously went to look under the table, wondering if he would fall to the ground, but the ground was also clean, not even spider webs.

"What's wrong?" Yan Mingshun asked.

"The gift I prepared is gone. I clearly put it in the drawer. Now it's gone."

Wu Mei gestured as she spoke, very anxious, what should she give to Zhao Yingnan without the silver bracelet? It's too late to buy it!

Xiong Mumu helped find it for a while, and said suspiciously: "It's really a hell, how can something good disappear?"

He saw Wu Mei putting the box with his own eyes, and it's only been less than an hour. He couldn't have the box slip away with his long legs, right?

"It should be taken away by someone else. It's not an outside thief, but I think insider thieves are the most likely. Basically, no outside thieves will come in in our school." Xiong Mumu said firmly, and couldn't help glancing out. He almost didn't say He Biyun.

Although this He Biyun is an elder, her words and actions are really unrespectable. She doesn't talk about it, and she only pursues profit. She thinks money is more important than life. Maybe she took it away when she saw the money.

Wu Mei also thought that was the case. She didn't lock the door when she went out, nor did she lock the drawer. He Biyun was very likely to take it away, but—

"My mother, she doesn't know the bracelet in my drawer, she won't have a see-through eye, right?" Wu Mei couldn't figure it out.

"I don't think about it in advance. Let's send the wine first. Otherwise, Teacher Wu and the others will have to wait. We will talk about the bracelet after dinner." Yan Mingshun said calmly. He also inclined that He Biyun took the bracelet, but not now. When tracing bracelets, you have to have priorities.

Wu Mei was extremely frustrated and blamed himself: "I should have taken it directly if I knew it earlier. What should I give to my godmother now?"

"It's okay, my mother still likes you even if you don't give the bracelet. She has too many jewelry." Xiong Mumu comforted her.

"But this is my opinion. It has nothing to do with your mother's jewelry. If I don't tell you, you won't understand." Wu Mei patted his forehead angrily, planning to buy some silver jewelry in the future. Zhao Yingnan.

"Who are you kidding? You didn't even have cells when you were born, so you're not afraid of being struck by lightning when you talk big. Don't be big or small in front of you, or don't blame your brother..."

Qiuqiu rushed in interrupted Xiong Mumu's speech. It held a paper ball in its mouth, threw it into Wu Mei's hand, and quickly rushed down again. I don't know what to do, the surface of the paper ball After sticking a lot of grass stems, Wu Mei was patted clean, and carefully unfolded the paper ball. It turned out to be her missing painting. She painted the Q version of the Xiong's family portrait, which was specially painted, so it was cute and warm.

It's just crumpled now, no matter how you press it, it can't be restored to smoothness, and there are still several damages. This painting is ruined.

"Why did my painting become like this? Who did it?" Wu Mei's voice was choked up. She painted this painting all night last night and didn't sleep until one in the morning, but now it has become such a ghost, stabbing her with a knife. Normal heart.

Qiuqiu rushed up again, this time with a box in his mouth, Wu Mei's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly opened the box, but it was empty inside, and the bracelet and hairpin were gone.

"Qiuqiu, is there anything here?" Wu Mei asked anxiously.

Qiuqiu was so tired that he stuck his tongue out, and flicked his tail, indicating that the things were gone, Wu Mei's heart sank, it was obvious that He Biyun took the silver ornaments and threw the worthless paintings and boxes to vent his anger. Let the ball be picked up. Eight zero sweet wife