waited for Zhao Qishan for a while before seeing him come back.

"What did you buy?" Han Yingxue was a little curious.

I told him that he was going out to buy something, but I didn't see him come back with his things.

"Nothing!" Zhao Qishan smiled.

He hid something in his chest and could only give it to Cher tomorrow.

"Nothing, you've been there for so long?" Although Han Yingxue was a little puzzled, she still beckoned Zhao Qishan to get in the car: "Let's go back quickly!" ”

"Good!"

Before they could get into the carriage, they saw an old man running over.

Panting and rushing to Zhao Qishan's face, he grabbed Zhao Qishan's collar and said, "You thief, you took my things, and you haven't paid me the silver yet!" ”

Thief?

Han Yingxue looked at Zhao Qishan in a daze, did he go steal something?

Zhao Qishan's face darkened, and he said ruthlessly: "I didn't steal!" ”

"You stole it, and the thing must still be on you!" The old man said, searching Zhao Qishan's body.

"Found it!" The old man took out a silver hairpin from Zhao Qishan's chest. "Look, he didn't steal it?"

"Give it back!" Zhao Qishan said coldly, and snatched the silver hairpin from the old man's hand.

"Bandits, robbers, isn't this a blatant robbery?" The old man cried a little.

Han Yingxue frowned, pulled the old man and asked, "Uncle, what's going on?" ”

"This young man, stealing something from my store! Am I not chasing this out? You also saw the silver hairpin in his hand, which was in my store, and now he actually snatched it in my hand, there is no reason, there is no reason......"

A few black lines appeared on Han Yingxue's forehead, and this old man didn't look like he was lying.

It's just, does Zhao Qishan steal things?

Even if he steals, what is he stealing the silver hairpin for? Give it to her? Or do you want to give it to another girl?

"Zhao Qishan, the old man said that you stole something, did you steal it?" Han Yingxue asked.

Zhao Qishan and Han Yingxue looked at each other, with a faint smile on their lips, and asked rhetorically: "Xue'er, do you believe that I stole it?" ”

Han Yingxue was stunned for a moment.

Even if everyone believed that he stole it, she couldn't believe that it was Zhao Qishan who stole it.

Han Yingxue shook her head firmly and said, "I don't believe you stole it!" ”

The smile on Zhao Qishan's lips deepened.

It was enough for Cher to believe in him like that.

"But why does this old man insist that you stole his things? The silver hairpin is in your hand, what's going on? ”

"I bought this silver hairpin!" Zhao Qishan explained. "Uncle, I paid you the money, why do you say I stole it as soon as I go out?"

"Oh? Have you already paid? The old man scratched his head. I'm a little unsure, but I've forgotten it again.

"I paid you the money just now, the copper plate is strung with a red rope, seven hundred, a string of five hundred wen, a string of two hundred wen, you took it and took it down and put it in your purse, I don't believe you look at your purse." Zhao Qishan said and pointed to the purse that the old man hung on his waist.

The old man took it down and took a look, and it was really there. It is indeed a string of copper plates of 200 wen strung with a red rope.

"Huh? Am I misremembering again? The old man said to himself.

A little apologetic said to Zhao Qishan: "This son is really embarrassed, the older this person gets, the more confused he becomes!" ”

"Nothing!"

"Haha, I'm sorry for the trouble, I'm sorry for the trouble, then I'll go first!"

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