Grandpa said he wasn't tempted

Chapter 187 Hit You, Hurt Me

Min Jizhang, who was furious, was so angry that his daughter humiliated him in public, and he did not hesitate to use cruel hands.

With a slap of the palm, Min Xianning covered his hot face and threw himself on the glass counter.

The glass panel shone with dazzling lights, Min Xianning took a long time to relax before the feeling of dizziness finally stopped.

The murderer, Min Jizhang, probably couldn't hold back his face, or was afraid of attracting security guards, so he had already strode away.

Looking at Zhang Xiao, uncharacteristically, she didn't come over to taunt, she followed with her bag and left too.

The farce dissipated surprisingly quickly.

Min Xianning struggled to stand up straight, allowing all kinds of emotions to flow through his body.

She was not surprised at all that Min Jizhang was able to strike outrageously. She didn't feel ashamed of being slapped in the face in public. It was just that she was chilled, but she couldn't restrain it, which directly left her at a loss for a long time.

Until the waiter came over and asked Min Xianning tentatively: "Miss, are you okay, do you need to call the police for you?"

At this time, Min Xianning didn't care about being sad, and only remembered an important thing. She looked at her empty hands and asked, "Where is my purse?"

The girls at the teller were puzzled and helped to find it everywhere, but in the hugely decorated storefront, the purses were all placed in glass cabinets, one more or one missing, how could they not be found.

After searching around, but did not find Min Xianning's orange leather bag, the teller lady spread her hands: "Really not, although I saw you entering the store with an Hermès, the confusion just now may be caused by someone Let's take the sheep by the hand..."

This is the scariest moment of the day!
Min Xianning broke out in a cold sweat.

After planning for so long, until today, she finally got Pei Yun'an's original accounts and put them in her purse. Now that her purse is gone, she feels hopeless that the world has collapsed.

Zou Rou hasn't left yet—the person who caused today's dispute gave Min Xianning a submissive look, wanted to say something, but didn't say anything, and slipped away like a mouse with its tail between its legs.

But she took two steps, and couldn't help but retreat.

"Your bag is...it was taken by Zhang Xiao just now."

Min Xianning's pupils suddenly dilated, and he smelled something bad.

"She is a rich lady, she doesn't have to worry about food and clothing, what are you doing with my bag?!"

Zou Rou licked her tongue: "Don't worry, she must be playing a prank."

……

Min Xianning was so angry that she couldn't imagine that someone could be so bored.

Stealing other people's bags, just for a prank? !
She got into her car and called He Jin with shaking hands. In the closed environment, she heard the blind tone of the phone beeping, with anxious drumbeats.

When the phone was picked up, a deep and gentle voice came from the other end. Min Xianning suddenly couldn't restrain his suppressed emotions.

She was almost crying, like a child who lost a favorite toy.

"He Jin...He Jin..."

In a blink of an eye, I was sobbing.

He Jin over there obviously didn't expect that Min Xianning would still lose control like this.

He was also sore from crying: "What's the matter, baby, what's the matter? Who bullied you?"

Min Xianning subconsciously stroked the sore cheek, wiped away tears, and explained the cause and effect. Together with her being beaten, she also poured out her grievances of more than ten years as if she had found a tree hole.

"... I shouldn't be nosy... If I don't get involved, the original account should not be lost... Now that thing is in Zhang Xiao's hands... She always looks at me badly, I don't know if it will be Shake it out..."

"He Jin... If Pei Yun'an finds out, I can't even keep this stuff well... Will it affect our plan..."

He Jin was silent for a long time, Min Xianning sucked his nose and listened carefully, feeling that he seemed to be in an empty environment, and the atmosphere was oppressive.

Min Xianning felt that He Jin should be angry, even Min Xianning was angry with himself for losing such an important thing, let alone He Jin.

Min Xianning couldn't help but burst into tears when he thought that this was the evidence that could clear up the He family's seven years of injustice, and lost it because of himself.

She apologized: "He Jin... I'm sorry, you blame me, I—"

"Wife...does it hurt from being beaten?"

Min Xianning was taken aback, he didn't expect He Jin's attention to be focused on the matter of being beaten, "Huh? I'm fine..."

She is really fine.

Not glassy, ​​not papery, slapped, Min Xianning has already suffered from Min Jizhang's violence since he was a boy.

She's used to it.

But He Jin felt distressed, sighed, with an angry forbearance.

But anger was anger, and he still couldn't think of a way to vent his anger on Min Xianning's behalf.

Therefore, he has been silent just now.

After all, that was Min Jizhang, his blood-related father-in-law, and the grandfather of his future son. Even if he shot him down with a shot, he could only think about it in the end.

He Jin's contemplation made Min Xianning even more anxious, and she urged: "Did you listen to me? I mean Wan Pei's accounts... what should I do?"

He Jin didn't take it seriously, and said lazily: "Isn't it just looking for something, with me, don't worry."

……

If He Jin is good at finding things, he was forced out by Ma Pei and Ace of Spades seven or eight years ago.

Finding a photo all over the world is much more difficult than finding the ledger, and this time, he still knows where the thing is.

After hanging up the phone, He Jin coldly gave orders to dozens of pairs of eyes in the meeting room.

"The meeting is adjourned. Today's matter will be discussed another day."

The group's executives, who were full of votes in the room, stood up with their hands down, not daring to speak more.

Everyone heard clearly just now that the big boss just answered Miss Lin's phone call, called his wife, and asked if the beating hurt. It should be a big deal to vent his anger on his wife.

Everyone exchanged glances, did not dare to talk nonsense, and left one after another.

After a while, Fang Shuo, who was summoned by the secretary, rushed over. The meeting room was empty, except for the upper seat, and a wisp of gray-blue smoke drifted away.

He Jin hasn't smoked for a long time, and today he suddenly took another sip, it seems that he is not in a good mood.

Fang Shuo didn't sit down, but asked in a business-like manner, "Mr. He, you are looking for me."

"Shuo Zi, we haven't hunted for a long time."

Fang Shuo frowned——the word "hunting" has indeed been heard for a long time.

Moreover, He Jin rarely calls himself "Shuo Zi" in the workplace.These are all intimate names when we were young. When everyone is doing bad things, it is more exciting to call them brothers.

But in the shopping mall, you call me Mr. He, and I call you Manager Fang, and everyone has to pretend to be a beast in clothes.

However, changing the title today shows that something has happened.

Fang Shuo: "Brother Jin, do you have any arrangements?"

"Catch a thief."

(End of this chapter)