Cold CEO, Hug Me

Seeing that Song Limei's expression was not good, Jing Bao'er asked, "What's wrong?"

"Your grandpa just got his hands on Uncle Tang's real name and it's gone. He's in a rage right now …" Song Limei said.

"What?" The real Tang Bohu is actually gone? " Jing Bao'er asked.

"Um... "It's weird, the old man's painting has always been placed beside the study room. It disappeared just as dinner time arrived." Song Limei said.

Jing Bao'er frowned slightly...

Her intuition told her that there must be something fishy about this matter …

Why did he say there was something fishy?

First, no one else had entered the house since the old tutor had left the study and eaten.

Second, since no one else had come into the house, it meant that they must have stolen it.

Third, since they were the only ones who stole it, then other than her, Song Limei and Jing Aotian, there were only Duan Qianrong and Leng Youran.

But for the both of them, there was no reason for them to steal anything at all. Firstly, they did not lack money. Secondly, they did not have any interest in zither, chess, painting at all.

There was only one possibility for the two of them to want to steal a painting, and that was to steal it to frame her, Jing Bao'er.

With just one look at Tang Bohu's real work, one could tell that it was something highly treasured by the old man. Not only that, it was extremely priceless ….

Once the old man found out that she, Jing Bao'er, was the one who stole it, then … When the time came, she would definitely be chased out of the family!

Thinking about that, Jing Bao'er immediately jumped off the bed, and started searching the entire room for the real Tang Bohu.

"Bao`er, what are you doing?" Song Limei asked.

"I suspect that the real Tang Bohu is in my room. Mom will come with me to look for him …" Jing Bao'er said.

"What did you say?" What do you mean? " Song Limei followed Jing Bao'er's instructions and looked around, and asked curiously.

"Just now, from dinner until now, there hasn't been anyone else in our house, only our family was there. You didn't steal this painting, I didn't steal it, so it's even more impossible that Grandpa stole it."

"Then, other than the three of us, isn't there only Duan Qianrong, Leng Youran? "If the two of them really stole the painting, they would never sell it for money. Instead, they would hide it in my room and frame me …"

Jing Bao'er said as she rummaged through the wardrobe for the painting …

When Song Limei heard it, she immediately began to help …

After the top layer of the wardrobe was flipped open, Jing Bao'er opened the door to the lower level of the wardrobe …

Once he opened the door, Jing Bao'er's face immediately turned cold …

As expected, there was a painting inside...

Jing Bao'er quickly opened it and took a look …

It was without a doubt the work of Tang Bohu!

"Mom, there's no need to look for him. He's here …" Jing Bao'er said.

When Song Limei heard it, she immediately walked forward quickly and looked at the thing in Jing Bao'er's hands, then asked, "Then what should we do next? Duan Qianrong and Leng Youran, these two girls, are simply too much!"

"Of course! Give him a taste of his own medicine! If someone does not offend me, I will not offend them. If anyone offends me, I will pay them back tenfold! " Jing Bao'er said coldly.

"Mom, help me check if Duan Qianrong and Leng Youran are in the room." Jing Bao'er said.

"No, just now, old gramps, you called them all to the living room, because the calligraphy and paintings were gone, old gramps was also suspicious, it was his family who stole it …" I just came up because I wanted to call you down. " Song Limei said.

Jing Bao'er nodded, then quickly carried the painting and walked to the door of Duan Qianrong's room. After pushing open the door, she immediately walked in, and directly stuffed the painting in her hands into the lower shelf of Duan Qianrong's wardrobe.

Then, she neatly left the room and returned to her own room.

In the room, the moment Song Limei entered, he immediately stepped forward and tightly held Jing Bao'er's hand, and asked: "Is it done?"

Jing Bao'er nodded, "Let's go down."

"Alright …" Song Limei nodded.

After that, Jing Bao'er brought Song Limei and left her room and went downstairs.

As he followed behind Jing Bao'er and watched Jing Bao'er's retreating back, the corners of Song Limei's mouth couldn't help but slightly rise.

Her Bao`er had truly grown up.

The current Bao`er was not only slender and graceful, she was also extremely intelligent.

Ordinary people wouldn't have thought that Jing Bao'er would actually be able to easily think of such a thing. She was truly proud of herself, who had such a clever daughter!

"Grandfather, let me tell you, previously when I saw Jing Bao'er sneaking around outside your study, do you think it might be her?"

"That's right, that stupid bastard Jing Bao'er, her character is so bad, I think it must be her."

Just as Jing Bao'er and Song Limei reached the first floor, they heard the conversation between Duan Qianrong and.

Hearing that, Jing Bao'er became angry.

Thinking about what the two of them had done today, Jing Bao'er felt disgusted.

But, no matter how angry he was in his heart, Jing Bao'er maintained his calm demeanor. She brought Song Limei along and quickly walked to Jing Aotian's side, then folded her hands in front of her chest, gently raised her chin, and looked coldly at Duan Qianrong and Leng Youran. She said, "What you mean is, you suspect that I have stolen the painting?"

"That painting was in Grandfather's study all along. Grandfather only left the study during dinner time, but until now, no other strangers have entered our house. That means that the thief must have been a family thief!" Leng Youran said.

That's right, this thief, no matter how I think about it, I can only think of you. After all, you are just a small burden of the Jing Clan. Since young, you have always been like a beggar. Duan Qianrong said again.

Looking at their faces, Jing Bao'er really wanted to go up and tear them apart!

"Bao Er, if you stole my painting, I hope you can return it to me. That painting is very important to me." Jing Aotian said.

"Grandfather, you suspect me too?" Jing Bao'er asked.

"After you looked at my painting, my painting disappeared. Do you think I should not suspect you? "And you're right, that painting was lost during dinner time. During that time, no one came to my house." Jing Aotian said.

Jing Aotian's words were like a knife that stabbed deeply into Jing Bao'er's heart. Once again, it made Jing Bao'er clearly understand that in the Jing Clan, he was an outsider from start to finish, an outsider who could never be respected or trusted …

On the surface, no matter how polite and courteous Jing Aotian was, once there was something wrong, Jing Aotian would definitely be the first to suspect her. Because, he was actually looking down on her from the bottom of his heart!

"Indeed, Leng Youran is right, this painting was lost while we were eating dinner, since it was lost at that time, then the thief must be one of us. We, we only need to search our own family's room, and we will know." Jing Bao'er said.