Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 23 Young Master Long Can Steal Things
At this moment, a cell phone rang.

Qiao Luo picked up the phone, glanced at Long Beijue, and walked out of the store.

"Qiao Yuan, your cakes are delicious, give me another two yuan." Yu Feifei bent her elbow and said in a low voice.

There must be a punishment when she goes home. In order to avoid starvation, it is better for her to take a few pastry mats to cushion her stomach first.

Qiao Yuan gave her a blank look. If she was half as active in studying as eating, she wouldn't fail the exam.

"follow me."

He changed direction and walked towards the kitchen, and Yu Feifei quickly followed.

She turned her head to look at Long Beijue, and said hastily, "Cousin, just wait for me, just a minute."

Long Beijue looked down at the wicker chair that Qiao Luo was sitting on just now. The two music scores were folded and stuffed in the gap of the chair, which was easily overlooked.

He hooked his lips, took a step forward, and bent over to pick up the score.

Without looking at it in a hurry, he put it in his pocket casually.

Yu Feifei jumped and ran out of the kitchen, "Cousin, you can go."

Long Beijue nodded and left.

When I came out of the store, the sky was as dark as thick ink.

Long Beijue caught a glimpse of the woman standing under the tree answering the phone, remembered the score in his pocket, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.

Just as he was about to look away, the person under the tree suddenly looked over, and the eyes of the two met in the air.

There was still some distance away, Qiao Luo frowned slightly as he saw the yuppie smile on the man's face.

The rumors are really unbelievable, the goddamn aloofness is all a lie.

It's clearly... a second-hand product.

"Sister Qiao, let's go first." The crisp voice suddenly sounded, which was a bit unpleasant.

The black sports car parked on the side of the street, passing in front of Qiao Luo, Long Beijue paused.

He lowered his eyebrows, reflecting the woman's expressionless little face in the depths.

After a while, a deep voice sounded, "See you later."

Qiao Luo, "..."

She glanced at him coldly and walked back without saying a word.

The back is as chic as ever.

Long Beijue let out a low laugh, looked away, and walked towards his car.

It seems that coming back for vacation this time is a good decision.

Back in the store, Qiao Luo packed up the things at the door.

Close the door, lock it.

"Sister, why did the door close so early today?" Hearing the sound of closing the door, Qiao Yuan ran out from the dining room to help.

With a calm expression, Qiao Luo spit out four characters, "The weather is bad."

Qiao Yuan froze for a moment, then turned to look out the window. The sky was gray and the bright moon was emitting a soft brilliance.

Isn't the weather normal?

"Qiao Yuan, have you seen the sheet music I put on the chair?" Qiao Luo looked at the empty wicker chair and frowned.

Qiao Luo put down the chair in his hand, walked around the screen, and walked to her side, "No, I was in the kitchen just now."

Qiao Luo's eyebrows were gloomy, and the score was still here when she went out to answer the phone.

By coincidence, she couldn't help but see that yuppie smiling face in her mind.

Is it...

Her eyes darkened, and the hand hanging by her side clenched her fist.

Long, Bei, Jue!

See you hell.

It was clearly a naked provocation.

Qiao Yuan was still at a loss, and asked, "Sister, have you lost your sheet music, do you want me to look for it for you?"

"No need, it probably fell into the room." Qiao Luo said calmly.

"Come on, let's eat."

Qiao Yuan snorted, and ran briskly back to the dining room.

Qiao Luo turned his head to look out the window, and the sports car parked on the side of the street had long since disappeared.

The dignified young master of the Long family can also steal things, just wait and see.

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The night is cool, the road is constantly flowing, and the whistle is constantly honking.

In the car, Yu Feifei kept her mouth shut and gnawed on pastries since she got in the car.

She holds the pastry in one hand and picks up the pastry scraps with the bag in the other.

With her cousin's cleanliness, if she dared to drop the cake scraps in his car, she would die.

Suddenly, the man driving in front suddenly called her name, "Yu Feifei."

"Cough cough."

Yu Feifei shivered, and Guangrong choked.

She patted her chest, swallowed the pastry, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Cousin, tell me what you have to say, don't call me by my first name all of a sudden."

She was timid and couldn't help being scared.

Long Beijue pretended to be casual and asked, "Are you familiar with that Qiao Yuan?"

Yu Feifei thought lightly and said carelessly, "It's okay, it's also the first time I went to his house today."

"There are only two siblings in their family?" He continued to ask.

Yu Feifei hummed uncertainly, "It seems so. I asked Qiao Yuan, and he said that he only had a sister, and he refused to mention anything else."

"Aren't their parents here?"

"I don't know, he didn't say anything." She didn't check the household registration, and if people didn't mention it, she might have some sad past, so she wouldn't bring it up in self-indulgence.

She changed the subject, put down the pastry, clasped her hands together and begged, "Cousin, please tell me something nice. I'll go back and say something nice to me later. I really studied my homework there."

She was fined to stand yesterday, and she didn't want to go back and be fined again.

Long Beijue pulled his lips, "You wrote it yourself?"

"Of course, that guy Qiao Yuan is strict. It's better to be sister Qiao, who is much gentler than him." Yu Feifei complained.

Long Beijue raised his eyebrows, "His sister, gentle?"

Seems to be at odds with Wenrou, right?
Hearing the questioning tone in his words, Yu Feifei nodded, "Sister Qiao is very nice, cousin, are you making sister Qiao angry?"

Inexplicably, she felt that there was a strong smell of gunpowder between the two of them.

Long Beijue's eyes paused slightly, and his voice was cool, "Eat your cake."

Yu Feifei curled her lips and continued to nibble on the pastry.

After a while, the sports car stopped in front of a luxurious villa.

The guard at the door recognized the license plate and quickly opened the door.

Yu Feifei got out of the car, her movements were procrastinated, and she said with a sad face, "Cousin, why don't you have dinner here before leaving?"

With him here, at least her mother and empress can take it lightly.

Long Beijue was unmoved, while Yu Feifei watched the car window close and almost burst into tears.

The sound of the engine sounded, and the black sports car sped away, disappearing into the night.

Yu Feifei looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh.

18 years later she is a hero again.

With a tragic expression on her face, she strode into the house.

As soon as I walked into the living room, I saw a person sitting on the sofa.

Even her grandfather was there, as if there was going to be three trials.

"Yu Feifei, you still know to come back." Han Ru gritted her teeth authentically.

Looking at the rolling pin in her hand, Yu Feifei's legs almost went limp.

"Mom, listen to my explanation."

Han Ru suppressed her anger, "Say."

"I don't want to cause trouble either. I did it to save my classmates. After school, I went to my classmates' home for tutoring. I finished my homework, and my cousin can testify for me." Yu Feifei said in one go, not forgetting Move out Long Beijue.

"My cousin waited for me there for two hours. He saw me tutoring there."

"Which classmate are you tutoring at?" Han Ru asked suspiciously.

"That's Qiao Yuan." Yu Feifei blurted out.

"Is that the classmate you rescued?"

"That's right, that's right, it's him. As a reward, he helped me with my tuition."

After finishing speaking, Yu Feifei ran to stand behind Mr. Han, trying to seek shelter.

"Wait, you just said that Bei Jue waited for you there for two hours?" Mr. Han grasped the point of her words, his expression became weird and unpredictable.

(End of this chapter)