Chapter 351： Zhao Qishan steals things

Waited for Zhao Qishan for a while before seeing him come back.

"What did you buy?" Han Yingxue asked curiously.

told him to go out to buy something, but he didn't see him come back with something.

"Nothing!" Zhao Qishan smiled.

Things he hides in his chest and can only be given to Cher tomorrow.

"Nothing, you've been there for so long?" Although Han Yingxue was a little puzzled, he still greeted Zhao Qishan to get on the bus: "Let's go back soon!"

"good!"

Before a few people got into the carriage, they saw an old man running over.

Panting rushed in front of Zhao Qishan, grabbed Zhao Qishan's collar, and said, "You thief, you took my things, and you haven't paid me any money yet!"

Thief?

Han Yingxue stared blankly at Zhao Qishan, he went to steal something?

Zhao Qishan's face darkened, and he said ruthlessly, "I didn't steal!"

"It was you who stole it, the things must still be on you!" The old man said, and searched Zhao Qishan's body.

"I found it!" The old man took out a silver hairpin from Zhao Qishan's chest. "Look, he still said he didn't steal?"

"Give it back to me!" Zhao Qishan said coldly, grabbing the silver hairpin from the old man's hand.

"Robber, robber, isn't this a blatant robbery?" the old man cried a little.

Han Yingxue frowned, pulled the old man and asked, "Old man, what's going on?"

"This guy, stole things from my store! Didn't I chase it out? You also saw the silver hairpin in his hand, which was in my store, and now he's robbing it in my hands, no reason, no Oh my god..."

Several black lines appeared on Han Yingxue's forehead. This old man didn't look like he was lying.

Just, will Zhao Qishan steal?

Even if he steals, why did he steal the silver hairpin? to her? Or give it to another girl?

"Zhao Qishan, the old man said you stole something, did you steal it?" Han Yingxue asked.

Zhao Qishan and Han Yingxue looked at each other with a faint smile on their lips, and asked, "Xue'er, do you believe I stole it?"

Han Yingxue was startled.

Even if everyone believed that he stole it, she couldn't believe that Zhao Qishan stole it.

Han Yingxue shook his head firmly and said, "I don't believe you stole it!"

Zhao Qishan's smile deepened.

It is enough that Cher can trust him like this.

"However, why does this old man insist that you stole his things? What's the matter with the silver hairpin in your hand?"

"I bought this silver hairpin!" Zhao Qishan explained. "Uncle, I paid you the money. Why do you say I stole it as soon as I go out?"

"O? Have you paid?" The old man scratched his head. I'm a little unsure, maybe I forgot again.

"Just now I paid you the money. The copper plates were strung with red ropes, seven hundred in one string, five hundred in a string, and two hundred in a string. You took the two hundred and put it in your purse. I don't believe you look at your purse." Zhao Qishan said and pointed to the purse that the old man was hanging on his waist.

The old man took it down and saw that it was really there. It was indeed a string of two-hundred-wen copper plates strung with a red rope.

"Huh? I remembered wrong again?" The old man said to himself.

said to Zhao Qishan with some guilt: "I'm so sorry for this young man, the older he gets, the more confused he gets!"

"nothing!"

"Haha, if I cause trouble, if I cause trouble, then I'll go first!"