Urban Madness

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Stolen?

Yang Dawei's interrogative sentence, but his tone was firm, as if he had already determined that Ye Fan was a thief!

Hearing these questions, everyone in the Xiao family's complexion changed drastically.

Xiao Guangjun did have some questions about the origin of this purple clay pot, so he specifically asked Ye Fan.

In fact, in his mind, 70% to 80% confirmed that this purple clay pot was the one that Sun Zhengyi bought at a high price three years ago.

But he felt strange, as Sun Zhengyi, how could he give away the treasures he collected at will?

But now, Yang Dawei's accusation pushed Ye Fan to the forefront of the storm.

The expressions of Father Xiao, Mother Xiao and others were extremely gloomy.

If this purple clay pot was really some kind of stolen goods, it would definitely bring disaster to their Xiao family if it was accepted just now.

At this time, Cui Jiaojiao was also fanning the flames next to him: "Tsk tsk...I am still wondering, how can a boy who set up a street stall at home be so proud and give away tens of millions of antiques. It turned out to be stolen stolen goods! Unexpectedly, he looks so human, it turns out that his hands and feet are so dirty!"

She said, she turned around and said to Xiao's father and Xiao's mother: "Uncle, aunt, please check and see if there are any valuables missing in your home, maybe they have been given a'shun' by someone before you know it. !"

Hearing this slander of naming Dao surname, Ye Fan half-squinted his eyes, real fire in his heart.

He never takes the initiative to pick things up, but this does not mean that he is afraid of things.

People who do not offend me, I do not offend others, if anyone offends me, I will be rewarded ten times!

This is Ye Fan's style.

Although Cui Jiaojiao had repeatedly provoked him before, Ye Fan couldn't bear it because she was a relative of the Xiao family, but that didn't mean that he was a coward and coward.

With Ye Fan's current status, Cui Jiaojiao was like an ant, able to crush to death easily.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan's sharp gaze cut out like a sharp blade, and pierced Cui Jiaojiao directly, saying every word:

"Huh...you can eat rice, but you can't talk nonsense! If you say that I stole things without evidence, then I can still say that I saw you soliciting by Yangliu Lane yesterday!"

...

"boom!"

Although Ye Fan's voice did not ring, it exploded in Cui Jiaojiao's ears like a thunder.

Although the name of Yangliu Lane is poetic and picturesque, Huahai people know that this is a famous red light district. Every evening, there will be all kinds of Yingying and Yanyan, soliciting guests on the roadside.

And most of them are old and decayed, only migrant workers will patronize.

Cui Jiaojiao never expected that Ye Fan would dare to compare her to a lowly ji girl!

For a while, she only felt angry, like a cat with its tail stomped on, with its facial features twisted together, pointing at Ye Fan's nose and shouting:

"Boy, how dare you scold me? It's just death! You don't take a pee and look in the mirror, do you match my cousin? I really don't know how my cousin is blind, she will fall in love with you! "

Hearing this curse, Xiao Yunrong next to him could no longer suppress the anger in her heart. Liu eyebrows were erect, her pretty face was evil, and the phoenix eyes burst into a breathtaking cold light, and said coldly:

"Cui Jiaojiao, this is my home, and you can't tolerate your presumption! And... I believe in Xiao Fan's character, this purple clay pot cannot be stolen by him! Cui Jiaojiao, hurry up and apologize to Ye Fan!"

Others may not know the inside story, but Xiao Yunrong had heard from Zhao Ling'er that Ye Fan had cured the bone tumor that had tortured Sun Zhengyi for many years.

In return, Sun Zhengyi gave Ye Fan a valuable purple clay pot in return. It was normal.

However, at this moment, Cui Jiaojiao didn't mean to apologize at all. Instead, she complained to Xiao father and mother:

"Uncle, aunt, look at the cousin, you don't know what Ecstasy was given by that kid. If this goes on, I'm afraid I will help others count the money if I am sold!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Guangping and Zhao Dan frowned and fell into contemplation.

Before, Ye Fan gave them a preconceived impression, which was very bad.

Although they could not conclude that Ye Fan was a thief, it was inevitable in their hearts to speculate on that aspect.

At this moment, Yang Dawei stood up again, looked at Ye Fan in the distance, and said in an aggressive tone:

"Boy, if you want to prove your innocence, then explain clearly to everyone, who is the friend who gave you the purple clay pot?"

Now that he had completely torn his face, Ye Fan was not ready to bear with a low profile, his lips moved and he was about to speak.

Suddenly, Yang Dawei seemed to have thought of something, and then interrupted first: "Boy, don't mention the friend who gave you the purple clay pot, it happens to be Sun Dong from Lingtian Group!"

"Bingo! You guessed it!" Ye Fan nodded and said yes.

"a ha ha ha……"

At the next moment, Yang Dawei seemed to have heard some big joke, let out a burst of unbridled laughter, and continued:

"I've seen someone who pretends to be so pretending, I haven't seen you pretending to be like that. Do you really think everyone is a fool? San Jiu said before that this purple clay pot is probably Sun Dong's collection. In the end, you are unlucky and you still pretend to be Started Sun Dong's friend?

Do you know who Sun Dong is? Lingtian Group's valuation is as high as hundreds of billions, and it controls dozens of subsidiaries. Sun Dong is worth tens of billions. Even if you look at the whole country, he is also the number one person!

Moreover, Sun Dongshen is simple and low-key, and rarely shows up at the head office! As the vice president of Lingtian Mall, I have never met Sun Dong several times!

What kind of thing are you, poor and nasty brat? Also worthy to be Sun Dong's friend? If Dong Sun knows that you are slandering and cheating outside under his name, you must be stripped of your skin! "

...

On the other side, Xiao Guangping was pale and gloomy, and he seemed to have his own judgment in his heart.

As the saying goes, things are gathered by kind and people are divided by groups!

What kind of friends you will make.

A multimillionaire’s friend is a multimillionaire, and a billionaire’s friend is a billionaire.

If you are not qualified, you will mix into other circles without authorization, and you will only be ridiculed.

Xiao Guangping is worth billions, owns several factories, and is considered a rich man.

But he knew well that he was nothing compared to a mall tycoon like Sun Zhengyi, and he didn't even have the qualifications to get acquainted with him.

And Ye Fan, just a freshman at Huahai University, without any family background, how could he become friends with Sun Zhengyi and let him gift a purple clay pot worth tens of millions?

Thinking of this, Xiao Guangping turned to look at Ye Fan, and said profoundly: "Young man, when you tell the first lie, you will use countless lies to make up for it! I give you a piece of advice-don’t be here If you go to the dark one by one, you must know how to get back when you get lost! Knowing your mistakes can make corrections, and you can't do anything good!"

Although these remarks were somewhat implicit, everyone in the venue could hear the deep meaning.

"Dad, don't you even believe in Xiao Fan?" Xiao Yunrong's body trembled, and there were crystal tears in Feng's eyes.

Xiao Guangping moved his eyes away when he heard the words. Although he did not answer directly, his attitude was self-evident.

The next moment, Xiao Yunrong's eyes drenched, and she stretched out her hand to hold Ye Fan's arm, revealing a sense of stubbornness, and said loudly:

"Xiao Fan, since we are not welcome here, what else is necessary to stay? Let's go!"

With that, she stretched her beautiful legs and pulled Ye Fan to walk outside the villa.

"Wait!"

At this moment, Yang Dawei suddenly opened his arms, stopped in front of the two of them, blocking their way, his eyes fixed on Ye Fan, and gritted his teeth and said: "Boy, you can't go!"

"What? Is there anything else?" Ye Fan's tone was extremely cold.

"Boy, you stole Sun Dong's antique purple clay pot and left the stolen goods here, so you want to pat your **** and leave? How can there be such a cheap thing in the world? Let me tell you, today you don’t tell the origin of this purple clay pot. If you explain clearly, just don't want to leave!" Yang Dawei said fiercely.

Cui Jiaojiao also jumped out and stepped forward: "That's right! This kid was pretending to be so coercive just now, and now that the crime has been revealed, he wants to escape! Let's call the police and steal a treasure worth tens of millions. Years in prison!"

Seeing the ugly faces of the two, Ye Fan's eyes were sharp as a knife, and his tone was as cold as ice, and he said:

"Huh...Yang Dawei, Cui Jiaojiao, my low-key is not your pretense capital!"