Chapter 86

"Hum." Mo Qingling didn't give her a good face. She snorted coldly.

She went to Wen Yiyi and was about to whisper a few words to her when she saw that Wen Yiyi opened the bag by herself.

"Little sheep?"

As if she didn't hear her call, Wen Yiyi turned the bag around, and the things inside fell to the ground. There were not many things in the bag, just a small mirror, a lip gloss and a A necklace with silver light.

Someone recognized that it was the picture of "love in the city" released in the projector on the rostrum.

"My God! It's really a love affair

Mo Qingling looked down at the "love of the city" on the ground, with a touch of complexity at the bottom of his eyes.

Does little sheep know what she's doing? In doing so, she just jumped into the trap set by Wen Ruchu

Besides, no one knows better than her who stole the "love of the city".

Mo Qingling frowned and looked up at her Mo Xiuchen. Elder brother hasn't come yet. Is he going to let little sheep carry the pot for him?

Shen Qixiu looked at the necklace on the ground, and his face was full of disbelief.

Wen Ruchu looked at Wen Yiyi with a sneer, walked over, picked up the necklace on the ground, held it in his hand, and said in a loud voice: "look, this is the love of the city!"! It's as like as two peas in the projector.

With that, Wen Ruchu turned to look at the silent man with a sneer: "Wen Yiyi, what else do you have to say?"

Wen Ru Chu questioned, in the heart, is unable to stop the complacency.

Now, everyone knows that Wen Yiyi, the eldest daughter of the Wen family and the daughter of Wen Guxin's ex-wife, is a thief!

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on the other side, song Zhicheng and Mo Xiuchen are talking about business affairs when they suddenly hear a sound.

"Unexpectedly, the eldest daughter of the Wen family is such a person."

"Well, if you know the face, you don't know the heart! It seems that she is so weak that she has done such a stealing thing

"I don't know how Xiang Mengxia disciplined her."

It was the two women who went to the bathroom to make up.

Song Zhicheng was about to get up and ask them what happened when Mo Xiuchen went ahead of him.

He looked at the man's back, slightly pulled the corner of his lip, and his eyes showed a touch of playful light.

The two women were talking when they saw Mo Xiuchen coming straight towards them. Before they could speak, they heard Mo Xiuchen's clear voice: "what do you mean by what you just said?"

"What else does it mean, literally."

"A big man photographed the" love of the city ". Who would have thought that there was nothing in it, it was empty, because the" love of the city "was stolen."

"Just now, Wen Ruchu, the youngest daughter of the Wen family, said that she knew who stole it. Unexpectedly, her elder sister stole it. It seems that her name is Wenyiyi? It's pure, but I didn't expect it to be such a person. "

With that, the two women looked at each other, shook their heads, ignored Mo Xiuchen, and turned away.

When song Zhicheng came, he just heard what they said.

He couldn't help looking at Mo Xiuchen.

It's them who really take away the love of the city, and Wen Yiyi is just framed by Wen Ruchu.

Do you want Wen Yiyi to carry this black pot now?

Song Zhicheng opened his mouth to Mo Xiuchen and was about to speak. But before he said a word, he saw him turn and walk to the crowd.

Seeing this, the city of song raised its feet.

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"Little sheep, is this necklace..." Mo Qingling looks at Wen Yiyi, thinking that there is still a period of time before 12 o'clock, Wen Yiyi answers a phone call.