When Uncle Bin served Lu Dingning the orange juice to quench his thirst, Lu Dingning happened to come out of Zong Jize's study and closed the door of the cloakroom by the way.
"Uncle Bin, I found my watch!" When Lu Dingning said this, he deliberately took out her white watch and shook it at Uncle Bin.
The chuckling smile on that handsome face was like the joy after being lost and found again.
"That's good. Come, Young Master Lu, here's your orange juice!" Uncle Bin enthusiastically brought the orange juice.
"Thank you, Uncle Bin." After Lu Dingning took the orange juice, he went downstairs talking and laughing with Uncle Bin.
Afterwards, Lu Dingning sat in the hall for a while, and chatted with Uncle Bin about some things. She didn't leave until Ruan Xiyuan sent her the address of the bar.
When Zong Jize came back, he received the news that Lu Dingning had just arrived at home.
"She's here?" Hearing this news, Zong Jize's dark eyes lit up, and his eyes quickly searched for Lu Dingning's figure in the hall.
But Uncle Bin went on to say: "Young Master Lu said that her watch was left at home while she was ironing your clothes, and she left after she found it."
"My watch?" Zong Jize listened, feeling a little suspicious.
You know, when Lu Dingning was ironing the clothes that day, Zong Jize supervised the whole process, just in case she accidentally set off the fire alarm at home again.
But at that time, he didn't see where Lu Dingning took off his watch.
"Okay, I'll call and ask." Actually, Zong Jize missed that girl.
Zong Jize also found this feeling incredible.
Think about it, he and Lu Dingning did the most intimate thing in the world last night, and sent her back in the early morning.
But now he was thinking about her again so that he panicked.
But the strange thing is that Lu Dingning's phone was dialed, but no one answered the phone for a long time.
"How about using the landline at home?" Uncle Bin saw that Zong Jize dialed Lu Dingning's cell phone and became nervous before she responded, so he asked.
But Zong Jize said: "Forget it, I'll go up and change clothes, and then go find her!"
According to Zong Jize's speculation, Lu Dingning should have returned to the Lu residence at this point in time to accompany Lu Guohua.
After saying this, Zong Jize went upstairs.
Uncle Bin also followed quickly, intending to wait for Zong Jize to change his clothes.
But when the two entered Zong Jize's cloakroom one after the other, they both froze on the spot.
It's because Zong Jize's cloakroom is very different from the way everything was sorted and neatly arranged in the past.
Forget about being messy, what really made Uncle Bin's forehead ooze sweat was the messy clothes that were thrown on the ground like rags, and there were many traces of being torn apart.
In addition, Zong Jize's expensive watches were not spared either. Not to mention those watches were thrown on the ground, it seemed that someone had knocked them hard, otherwise, how could there be such obvious cracks on the surface of each watch?
This scene is the same as some people's house being burglarized.
But the problem is that Zong Jize's house security system was designed by himself. Once someone suspicious enters the house, the security staff will be alerted. In this way, it is very difficult for thieves to enter the room.
Furthermore, the encounter in the cloakroom Zong Jize actually didn't feel like a thief would do it.
Think about it, if there are just a few watches on the ground, there are millions of them. But none of these watches were missing, but each of them was deliberately destroyed.
If it was a greedy thief, would he be willing to break such a precious watch instead of taking it away?
"Young Master Zong, I don't know why the cloakroom has become like this? I..." Uncle Bin came back to his senses and hurriedly explained.
Almost every piece of clothing in Zong Jize's cloakroom is luxury high-end customization. Coupled with these destroyed expensive watches on the ground, the total can be no less than tens of millions.
But now, all these things have been destroyed. If Zong Jize pursued it, Uncle Bin didn't know what to do.
However, just when Uncle Bin wanted to explain something to Zong Jize, Zong Jize seemed to find something in a corner, and walked over with his slender legs.
Soon, Zong Jize squatted in a pile of tattered clothes and found some pieces of cloth.
To be honest, it is difficult for ordinary people to tell what this thing is from these torn fabrics.
After all, these clothes belonged to Zong Jize.
So, he could still tell from the color of the rags that it was his shirt.
Familiarity is one aspect, and another aspect is that this shirt was worn by Zong Jize before.
Because this shirt was ironed by Ningning.
There are only three pieces that have been ironed by Lu Dingning and have not been scalded.
Zong Jize wore one the day before yesterday, and another today.
The remaining one was hung alone in the most conspicuous position of this cloakroom.
As long as Zong Jize saw the shirts he had ironed by himself, he would be in a very good mood.
In order to keep this good mood, Zong Jize once planned to hang this shirt in the cloakroom as the treasure of the town house until Lu Dingning ironed him a shirt that he could wear next time.
Therefore, the moment Zong Jize found out that the things in the cloakroom had been destroyed, what he was looking for most urgently was this shirt.
Unexpectedly, this shirt was also the most completely destroyed.
Why do you say that?
You see, although the other clothes in the cloakroom were torn and tattered, most of them looked like trousers, with at most one more hole.
But this shirt was directly torn into shreds...
In an instant, Zong Jize had already thought of who the thief was.
Except for Lu Dingning who entered the cloakroom before he came back, Zong Jize couldn't think of anyone else.
But why did this guy suddenly do such a bastard thing?
When thinking about this question, Zong Jize felt faintly uneasy. Especially when Zong Jize discovered that the holes in his pants were all on his crotch...
What this girl wants to tear off is probably not the fabric on his crotch, but the tool he used to bully her every time, right?
But what is the deep hatred that makes this guy suddenly want to destroy Xiao Jize?
For a while, Zong Jize couldn't make up his mind.
Because from Zong Jize's point of view, he didn't seem to have done anything to offend Lu Dingning today.
"Young Master Zong, I really don't know why the house has become like this? Otherwise, let's call the police first. When the police come, I will not shirk my responsibility!"
Just as Zong Jize was staring at the holes in his trousers with a troubled expression on his face, Uncle Bin said.
When Uncle Bin finished speaking, Zong Jize suddenly said, "There's no need to call the police, I know who did it."
No matter what reason Lu Dingning made his cloakroom look like this, Zong Jize couldn't bear to argue with her about it. Not to mention, let the police arrest her.