Madam Dihao is not good

310. You Didn't Steal, Did You?

...I can't help it...I...I'm sorry, young mistress, I'm sorry..."

"Have you asked clearly?" Wen Wanrou smiled happily, "Now she has confessed herself, and there are all the witnesses and evidences. Can the family law be settled, young mistress?"

What more can Chanel say.

He could only watch helplessly as Aunt Li took Xiaotu out of the Su residence with two servants.

Chanel followed to the front yard and saw the little rabbit being thrown to the gate. After a while, several servants quickly packed up a few bundles and threw them in front of her. [

In the dark night.

The little rabbit sat thinly on the ground, his elbows and knees were worn out by the cement, and he shivered in the wind.

Chanel felt a heat in her heart, walked quickly in front of her, knelt down and helped her up.

While she was standing still, Chanel thought for a while, took out a white jade bracelet from her wrist and gave it to her

The bracelet was left by my grandma before she passed away, and my sister and her each have one.

Although it is not a valuable thing, it is possible for a temporary emergency.

The little rabbit shook his head and refused to accept it.

"Aren't you short of money at home, do you need an emergency?" Chanel was a little anxious, "Take it, I'm the young lady of the Su family, this stuff is nothing to me at all."

Xiao Tu remained silent, shaking his head vigorously, refusing to accept anything.

Chanel suddenly realized: "You didn't steal it, did you?"

Xiaotu was stunned for a moment, and looked at her with big eyes gleaming with water.

"A person who refuses to accept other people's things, how can he steal things." Chanel affirmed the thoughts in her heart, "A girl who yearns for love and is full of beautiful fantasies about the world in her heart can never be a thief. "

The little rabbit pursed his lips, and the tears that had finally stopped flowed down again in grievance.

Chanel asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you tell the truth just now?"

"I can't say..."

"why?"

Xiaotu raised her head and looked at Su's residence behind Chanel, making sure that the servants were guarding here far away, and then slowly rolled up her sleeves.

On her small arms, three of them were burned by cigarette butts.

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