Stolen?

Yang Dawei used a question, but his tone was firm, as if he had already determined Ye Fan was a thief!

Hearing this question, the Xiao family's faces changed drastically.

Xiao Guangjun did have some questions about the origin of this purple clay teapot, so he asked Ye Fan specifically.

In fact, in his heart, 70% or 80% of the purple clay teapots were the ones that Sun Zhengyi bought at a high price three years ago.

But he found it strange that with Sun Zhengyi's identity, how could he give away the treasures he collected at will?

But now, Yang Dawei's accusations suddenly pushed Ye Fan to the forefront.

Father Xiao, mother Xiao and others also looked extremely gloomy.

If this purple clay teapot is really a stolen item, if I just accepted it, it would definitely bring disaster to their Xiao family.

At this time, Cui Jiaojiao also fanned the flames and said, "Tsk tsk... I wonder, how could a boy who set up a street stall at home be so generous and gave tens of millions of antiques. It turned out to be a stolen item! I really didn't expect that he looked so handsome, but his hands and feet were so unclear!"

As she said that, she turned to Xiao’s father again, and Xiao’s mother said, “Uncle, aunt, please check quickly. Is there any valuable things missing in the house? Maybe I’ll be unknowingly leaving by someone!”

Hearing this slander of the name, Ye Fan's eyes narrowed and his heart was really angry.

He never takes the initiative to make trouble, but this does not mean that he is a person who is afraid of trouble.

If someone doesn’t offend me, I won’t offend others. If someone offends me, you will get ten times more rewards!

This is Ye Fan's style of doing things.

Although Cui Jiaojiao repeatedly provoked him, Ye Fan, because she was a relative of the Xiao family, did not endure it, but this does not mean that he was a timid and cowardly person.

With Ye Fan's current identity, Cui Jiaojiao is like an ant and can easily crush her to death.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan's sharp eyes slashed out like a sharp blade, stabbed straight at Cui Jiaojiao, and said word by word:

"Hmph... You can eat randomly, but you can't talk randomly! If you don't have any evidence, you say that I steal things. Then I can still say that I saw you pulling guests by Yangliu Lane yesterday!"

...

"boom!"

Although Ye Fan's voice was not loud, it exploded in Cui Jiaojiao's ears like a thunder.

Although the name of Yangliu Lane is poetic and picturesque, everyone in Huahai knows that this is a famous red light district. Every evening, there are all kinds of beakers and swallows gathering people on the roadside.

Moreover, most of them are old and old, with decaying flowers and willows, and only migrant workers will visit them.

Cui Jiaojiao never expected that Ye Fan would dare to compare her to a lowly girl!

For a moment, she felt angry, like a cat with her tail trampled, her facial features twisted together, pointing at Ye Fan's nose and cursing:

"Boy, how dare you scold me? It's just a matter of death! You don't urinate and look in the mirror. Are you good at my cousin? I really don't know why my cousin is blind and will fall in love with a bad guy like you!"

Hearing this curse, Xiao Yunrong next to her could no longer suppress the anger in her heart. Her eyebrows were raised, her pretty face was filled with evil spirits, and a breathtaking cold light burst out from her eyes, and she said coldly:

"Cui Jiaojiao, this is my home, and you can't be stubborn! And... I believe in Xiaofan's character. This purple clay teapot cannot be stolen by him! Cui Jiaojiao, apologize to Ye Fan quickly!"

Others may not know the inside story, but Xiao Yunrong had heard from Zhao Ling'er that Ye Fan had cured the bone tumor that had tortured Sun Zhengyi for many years.

The grace of saving lives is greater than heaven. In return, it is normal for Sun Zhengyi to give Ye Fan a valuable purple clay teapot.

However, at this moment, Cui Jiaojiao had no intention of apologizing, but instead complained to Xiao’s father and mother:

"Uncle, aunt, look at my cousin, I don't know what kind of ecstasy medicine that kid put on. If this continues, I'm afraid I'll help me count the money if I'm sold!"

When Xiao Guangping and Zhao Dan heard this, they frowned and fell into deep thought.

Before, Ye Fan gave them the preconceived impression that it was very bad.

Although they could not determine that Ye Fan was a thief, they could not help but guess in that direction.

At this time, Yang Dawei stood up again, looked at Ye Fan from afar, and said in an aggressive tone:

"Boy, if you want to prove your innocence, then let me explain it clearly to everyone. Who is the friend who gave you the purple clay pot?"

Since he had completely broken up, Ye Fan was not ready to bear it and keep a low profile. His lips were moving and he was about to speak.

Suddenly, Yang Dawei seemed to have thought of something, and interrupted first: "Boy, don't say that the friend who gave you the purple clay pot is just the same as Director Sun of Lingtian Group!"

"bingo! You guessed it right!" Ye Fan nodded and said yes.

“Ah hahaha…”

The next moment, Yang Dawei seemed to have heard some huge joke, and let out a burst of unscrupulous laughter and continued:

"I have seen people who show off, but I have never seen people who show off like this. Do you really think everyone is a fool? My third uncle said before that this purple clay teapot is probably a collection of Mr. Sun. As a result, you are pretending to be Mr. Sun's friend?

Do you know who Sun Dong is? Lingtian Group's valuation is as high as 100 billion yuan, and it has control over dozens of subsidiaries. Sun Dong's own net worth is tens of billions. Even if you look at the whole country, you are still the most famous figure!

Moreover, Dong Sun is very quiet and low-key, and rarely appears in the head office! As the vice president of Lingtian Mall, I have never met Dong Sun a few times!

What is your poor and naughty brat? Is it worthy of becoming Sun Dong’s friend? If Sun Dong knows that you are using his name and cheating outside, you must be skinned!”

...

On the other side, Xiao Guangping's face was ashen and extremely gloomy, and he seemed to have his own judgment in his heart.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together!

What kind of person you are will make friends.

The friend of a millionaire is a millionaire, and the friend of a billionaire is a billionaire.

If you are not qualified, you can get involved in other levels of circles without authorization, which will only be ridiculed.

Xiao Guangping is worth billions and owns several factories, so he is also a rich man.

But he knew very well that compared with a shopping mall tycoon like Sun Zhengyi, he was nothing at all, and he didn't even have the qualifications to get to know him.

Ye Fan is just a freshman at Huahai University. Without any family background, how could he become friends with Sun Zhengyi and even ask him to give him a purple clay teapot worth tens of millions?

As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Guangping turned around and looked at Ye Fan and said meaningfully: "Young man, when you tell the first lie, you must use countless lies to make up for it! I will give you a piece of advice - don't go to the dark side of the road, you must know how to get lost and know how to turn back! Knowing mistakes can correct them, and that's great! "

Although these words were somewhat implicit, everyone in the venue could hear the profound meaning.

"Dad, don't you even believe in Xiao Fan?" Xiao Yunrong's delicate body trembled, and crystal tears flashed in her phoenix eyes.

When Xiao Guangping heard this, he looked away. Although he did not answer directly, his attitude was self-evident.

The next moment, Xiao Yunrong's eyes sterned, she reached out and pulled Ye Fan's arm, revealing a stubbornness, and said loudly:

"Xiaofan, since we are not welcome here, what else is there to stay there? Let's go!"

As she said that, she stepped on her beautiful legs and pulled Ye Fan to walk out of the villa.

"Slow down!"

At this moment, Yang Dawei suddenly opened his arms and blocked the two of them, blocking their way, staring at Ye Fan with his eyes tightly, gritting his teeth and saying, "Boy, you can't leave!"

"What? Is there anything else?" Ye Fan's tone was extremely cold.

"Boy, you stole Sun's antique purple clay teapot and left the stolen goods here, and you wanted to pat your butt and leave? How can you do that in the world be that cheap? Let me tell you, if you don't explain the origin of this purple clay teapot clearly today, you won't want to leave one step!" Yang Dawei said fiercely.

Cui Jiaojiao also jumped out and said even more: "That's right! This kid was so pretentious just now, but now his crime is exposed, he wants to run away! Let's just call the police. If you steal treasures worth tens of millions, you have to be in prison for at least a few years!"

Seeing the ugly faces of the two, Ye Fan's eyes were as sharp as a knife, his tone was as cold as ice, and he spoke:

"Hmph...Yang Dawei, Cui Jiaojiao, my low-keyness is not the capital for you to show off!"
Chapter completed!