Chapter 69 Where is your upbringing

  Thunder and lightning outside the window.

  The dark sky seemed to be torn open several times.

  The atmosphere in the room was quite dull.

  Shen Xiyan walked into Song Qingyou's room confidently.

   Seeing this, several other people were inevitably a little worried.

  They don't believe that Song Qingyou will steal things, but if they can't stand Shen Xiyan, she might deliberately frame her...

  Song Qingyou pretended not to see the hint in their eyes, and followed behind Shen Xiyan.

   It was also the first time that the camera captured Song Qingyou's room.

  Although it is a bit empty inside, everything is neatly arranged, which is completely the gospel of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

   There are a few gadgets on the table in the room, all made of bamboo strips or grass.

  [Everything on the table seems to be squeaky toys]

  [Sister Yu is too kind to Zhizhi, right? Is it too late for me to become a cat]

  [Envy Squeak]

  Jiang Zhihan, who was envied, was still staring at Song Qingyou's pocket.

  Being too curious, he finally pulled down Song Qingyou's pants and asked her to hug him.

  It's a pity that Song Qingyou hugged her so tightly that his paws couldn't move at all.

   But the tail is not obedient, let it go east, it will go west!

   So annoying!

  Song Qingyou seemed to be staring at Shen Xiyan looking for something, but she was actually focusing on her cat.

  Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the kitten staring straight at her tail, with an expression like a fool, Song Qingyou couldn't help but secretly bent her lips.

  As for the innermost part of the room, Shen Xiyan pretended to rummaged in other places a few times before going straight to the place under the bed.

  Song Qingyou raised her eyes and sarcastically said:

   "Ms. Shen stared at my bed when she first came in, and now she is looking for it carefully. Miss Shen probably stuffed the necklace under my bed early in the morning, right?"

  Shen Xiyan's heart skipped a beat, and all her movements stopped.

  Yu Muhuai said quietly: "Speaking of which, Miss Shen insisted on going to Qingyou's room to change clothes last night..."

  He made it to the end, how could the people present not understand what he meant?

  The live broadcast room is also more lively now.

  Shen Xiyan cursed inwardly, then turned around and asked, "What's wrong with me changing clothes in the same-sex room? Is this request strange?"

  Yu Muhuai spread his hands, "I didn't say that."

  In order to avoid being accused of guilty conscience, Shen Xiyan hunched over and continued to look for the necklace.

  But after searching for a long time, she couldn't find anything? !

  Shen Xiyan became anxious immediately.

  Why not?

  She put it here last night!

  There was no one in the room at the time, so it stands to reason that Song Qingyou couldn't have known in advance!

  Shen Xiyan bit her lip and stood up.

  Song Qingyou had a good time, "What? Didn't find it?"

   "I haven't finished looking yet!"

  Shen Xiyan glared at her, "Li Su, help me lift the bed!"

   "I didn't find this place in the room, Song Qingyou, don't you mind?"

   "Please go ahead." Song Qingyou raised her eyebrows, quietly watching Shen Xiyan perform.

  Li Su took a little effort to lift the bed up.

  Shen Xiyan circled back and forth several times, but saw nothing, and her heart suddenly turned cold.

  She looked at Song Qingyou in shock: "Why not?"

   "I didn't take yours, how could there be?"

  Shen Xiyan shouted viciously: "I don't believe it! Except you! Who else would steal my necklace?"

  Song Qingyou: "Miss Shen, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately."

  [Who is it? Say it's impossible if you don't find it? ]

  [I don’t understand why only Song Qingyou can steal from her]

  [Shen Xiyan is not seriously ill, is she? ]

  [Who knows, some of her fans are as stupid as they are]

   "Song Qingyou, where did you put my necklace?"

  Shen Xiyan's eyes were red with anger.

   She clearly placed the necklace under the bed, if it wasn't there, Song Qingyou could only have taken it away!

  She was furious, "Maybe the necklace is on you! It's in your pocket! Song Qingyou, do you dare to take off your clothes and let me check?!"

  After speaking, it doesn't matter whether Song Qingyou agrees or not, she will search her body.

  Song Qingyou is not used to her, 'papa' means two slaps!

  Jiang Zhihan's whole cat froze

  —Looking at Song Qingyou's reaction, she probably really put the necklace on herself, right? Isn't it over now?

   "You! You hit me!"

   "You react so strongly, maybe the necklace is on you!"

   Shen Xiyan had tears in her eyes, and her voice was shrill.

   "I'm trying to keep you awake."

  Song Qingyou said coldly, "I asked you to search the room, but now you still want to go further and search me, the dignified daughter of the Shen family, what about your upbringing?"

  Song Qingyou knew that Shen Xiyan would not be reconciled.

  She turned the pockets over so that everyone could see them clearly.

   "What? Do you still want to search?"

  Since it is not in the pocket, it is basically impossible to have it elsewhere.

  Shen Xiyan froze in place.

  Jiang Zhihan heaved a sigh of relief.

   "Then where is my necklace?"

  Jiang Xuyan: "Have you searched everywhere?"

  Yu Muhuai squinted his eyes: "I only found the suitcase, and didn't find the sleeping bag?"

   A word awakens the dreamer.

  Jiang Zhihan suddenly raised his head.

   Sure enough, the corners of Song Qingyou's mouth rose a little.

  Jiang Xuyan turned around and went outside without saying a word, and then shook Shen Xiyan's sleeping bag.

   There was a 'crash'.

  A sparkling silver diamond necklace fell out.

   There is also a yellow gemstone on it.

  Jiang Xuyan picked up the necklace: "This...couldn't be the necklace that Teacher Shen lost?"

  Shen Xiyan's eyes widened, and she looked at Song Qingyou in disbelief

  —Song Qingyou was able to deliver the necklace to her sleeping bag without anyone noticing it, what does that mean? Are you warning her? !

   "Teacher Shen?"

   "Yes, it's what I'm looking for."

  Shen Xiyan apologized immediately: "I'm sorry, I didn't notice that the necklace was in the sleeping bag! Because this necklace is really important to me, that's why..."

  [After working for a long time, it turned out to be an own goal]

  [I insisted that Sister Yu stole it, no one would believe it if there was nothing tricky in it]

  [As a passer-by, I have several character filters for Shen Xiyan. I used to have a good feeling for her, but now it’s almost dark]

  [I have been wronged like this before, and the feeling of aggrieved can really be remembered for a lifetime. At that time, I was not as calm as Sister You, so I only knew how to cry]

  [I feel sorry for Sister Yuzu! ]

  …

  Song Qingyou stroked Maomao's head, "No need to apologize, I just hope you can do what you say."

  Shen Xiyan knew that she couldn't do it anymore, so she could only hold her nose and agree.

   The group fell silent.

  Jiang Xuyan glanced out the window, "It's still raining, I'm afraid it won't stop today."

  Song Qingyou stood in front of the window, looked at it for a while, and suddenly said to the camera:

   "The weather is too abnormal, please ask the director to send a boat to pick us up, it may be too late."

   "Wait a minute, I'll ask the director for instructions."

  The video camera brother was originally a fan of Song Qingyou, seeing how serious she was, he didn't dare to delay.

  Shen Xiyan muttered in a low voice, "What's wrong? Have you never seen a rainstorm?"

   "Besides, this is an island, so it's already windy and windy, what a fuss!"

  Song Qingyou didn't bother to talk to her, and turned to remind others: "Just in case, pack your things first."

   Thanks to Liefla, Blue Melancholy, and Xiaotuji for their monthly votes

  

  

  (end of this chapter)

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