Chapter 1152
Not caring about anything anymore, Fan Rou stood on tiptoe, exerted force on the soles of her feet, and jumped across the fence with all her strength.

"Nimma, do you want to work so hard?" The little thief broke his mouth.

Judging by her attire, she doesn't look like someone who has no money. The most important thing is that she looks thin and small, and she didn't expect to be so sturdy.

Ye Ranran and Song Ze chased after her, and it was basically Song Ze who dragged her away.

"Or I don't want that bag." Seeing her chasing so hard, Song Ze couldn't bear it.

Ye Liran gasped and waved her hands: "No, there are my ID and bank card inside."

Most of the net worth is in it, no, cheap thief?
"Both certificates and bank cards can be reissued."

"No, I have to get it back." Ye Ranran didn't know how to tell Song Ze that the bank card Jun Mohan gave her didn't set a limit or a password.

If the thief went to the bank to try, wouldn't it be cheaper for him?

Thinking of this made her feel sick.

The sound of brakes, accompanied by the strong tire friction sound, echoed in the ears, and the ruthless face of No. [-] appeared in front of Ye Liran.

Ye Liran pointed in Fan Rou's direction: "My bag was robbed."

The corner of No. [-]'s mouth twitched, silently lighting up the wax for that little thief in his heart. No one would snatch him, but he wanted to snatch Ye Ranran.

I'm just tired of living.

He didn't say a word, as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the car rushed out instantly.

Ye Liran: "..." He left her here like this?
"Let's go, let's go over there." Song Ze said while grabbing her wrist.

Ye Liran looked at the place he was grasping with his big hand, his eyes were a bit complicated.

When he fled that day, she was always the one holding his wrist, intimate but also distanced.

Today changed the time, changed the scene, and let him lead her, but the distance in my heart has never been closer.

Ye Liran felt that there was a cliff between her and him, and if they took another step forward, they would be crushed to pieces.

"I'll go by myself." Ye Liran shook off his hand.

Song Ze's eyes were dim, with injuries, but he didn't say anything.

The two walked forward at a leisurely pace, because Ye Liran was not afraid that the little thief would be able to escape because of the addition of No. [-].

"Little thief, stop." Fan Rou shouted from behind, getting closer and closer.

The thief looked back while running, but didn't notice that a car in front was rushing towards him. One second before he hit, No. [-] stepped on the brakes.

"Alas." The thief who crashed into the car fell to the ground.

Fan Rou grabbed him and greeted him with all her fists: "Let you rob, let you rob."

"Girl, please forgive me." The little thief kept begging for mercy.

He regretted the impulsiveness just now, if he knew that these people were so tough, he wouldn't be greedy for such a small amount of money.

How is money important?

"Okay, don't hit, if you hit again, you will die." Ye Liran ran over to stop him.

"Call the police." Song Ze said.

Ye Liran nodded, bent down and picked up the bag on the ground.

After following Jun Mohan, all her bags and clothes were custom-made by him, and some were designed by Ye Liran herself.

The bag I took today happened to be a luxury brand bag. Ye Liran knew it was expensive, but he didn't check the exact price.

In the past, she was a little scared to let her go out with such an expensive bag, but today, Yihao and Fan Rou will be fine.

What's more, the bag is bought for use, so don't wait for it to become obsolete?

I didn't expect that when I went back, someone with no eyes would come to my door.

He took out his mobile phone and was about to make a call when he saw that Song Ze had put the phone to his ear.

(End of this chapter)

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