There was a crisp sound of landing, like shattering ice, and a glittering ring rolled to the ground, spinning in circles.

Qiao Taroxin's eyes lit up, revealing the surprise of being lost and regained, and stepped forward to pick up the ring.

That's right, this is her engagement ring with Bei Shaohan.

Seeing the ring, the anger around Bei Shao Han's body was almost uncontrollably raging, as if the next second would shatter the person's bones until it was wiped out.

"Throw the person who stole the ring out!"

Bei Shaohan gave an order, and immediately walked up to a few black-clothed bodyguards to set up Lan Xingli.

Lan Xingli's heart panicked, her eyes rolled a few times, and she hurriedly screamed:

"I didn't! Where did the ring come from? Someone else must have wronged me! ”

Old Man Bei's face was calm, his cloudy eyes stared at Lan Xingli who denied it, and a shrewd and sophisticated light flashed across the ......

"Lan Jing, take your daughter and leave, I don't want to make such an ugly scene, I have a camera installed here."

Lan Xingli's anxious retorting face gradually faded, and the blood faded completely, she didn't expect the Beijia to install a camera.

"Grandpa Bei, Xin'er and I are best friends, I just wanted to trick her, I didn't expect the situation to turn out like this......"

Lan Xingli was in a hurry, and suddenly changed her attitude, which was surprisingly fast, and the old man looked at her deeply and did not say a word.

This girl is full of lies, and she wants to play other people around?

"Lan Xingli, are you joking? My ring was missing just now, and I was anxious and irritable, so as a best friend, you are watching a play? ”

The corners of Qiao Taroxin's mouth pursed into a shallow smile, and he threw out the question lightly, forcing Lan Xingli to refute speechlessly.

"Bei Lao, I'm sorry, it's me who can't discipline me, I'll take Xingli back to educate first!"

Father Lan had cold sweat on his forehead, and he pulled Lan Xingli's arm and took her away.

In this situation, where can anyone still believe Lan Xingli's nonsense?

Bei Shaohan's gaze stayed on Qiao Yuxin's body, and there was a vague exploration hidden in his eyes.

This time, the relationship between Qiao Yuxin and Lan Xingli was completely broken.

——

The summer vacation after the college entrance examination was very long, and Qiao Yuxin was busy previewing the books on cultural industry management, and stayed at home all day long, having a good time.

"Hey, taro, I'm going to Imperial Capital Film and Television University tomorrow for an interview, which is a make-up art exam, do you want to accompany me to take a look?"

Murong Le called in person, and Qiao Yuxin naturally wouldn't refuse, but he was suspicious:

"Xiaole, do you still need an interview? It seems to have passed before the art exam, right? ”

Murong Le is not a professional art candidate, she suddenly filled in the major of the acting department, and it is not surprising that she has interviewed in the past.

"Well, the school issued a notice saying that art candidates who are not professional need to take a face-to-face exam before admission."

Qiao Yuxin responded, and she was very interested in students majoring in acting.

After all, the object of her future work should be Diying's students.

The next morning

Qiao Yuxin was about to go out, when she received a call from Murong Le to pick her up, it was a little strange, Murong Le couldn't drive, how could he pick her up?

When the low-key black Land Rover stopped at the door of the house, Qiao Yuxin confirmed it again and again, only to learn that it was Murong Le's uncle's car.

"Taro, come here! Today, my uncle sent us over. ”

Qiao Yuxin looked at the deep man in the driver's seat in front of him, nodded politely, and only heard the other party call her:

"Sister-in-law."

Qiao Yuxin took a mouthful of old blood and gushed up her nose, Murong Le's uncle, called her sister-in-law, then who is she Murong Le?

"That's a mistake in seniority, uncle."