Lin Hui's face showed panic, and she herself was frightened by the huge number.
Sang Yin raised his hand to get it, but Lin Hui beat him to it.
"Fake, all fake. I don't owe so much money, no." Lin Hui pushed Sang Yin away like crazy and grabbed a stack of rice paper.
Qilinwei kicked the person away: "Not only does he not admit his fault, he also wants to destroy the evidence."
"ah."
Lin Hui screamed and hit the crowd.
“This woman owes Bai Muxun more than 20 million, yet she dares to be so arrogant when she has no money.”
“I don’t know what kind of evil deeds all of the more than 20 million people have done.”
“Look at the top chapter, it says that Qilin Guards were hired to assassinate Ye Qianning. Ye Qianning must be Miss Ye.”
“Assassinated Miss Ye, I remembered that this girl was the one who stole Miss Ye’s ice slices for auction.”
“Tsk, it seems like it’s really her. She stole and assassinated. What’s the background of this woman?”
“He must be from Beili…”
"She is from Beili. After auctioning the ice slices, I found out that she is the adopted daughter of the third prince of Beili."
“From the residence of the third prince of Beili? The third prince of Beili is a famous sage. How could he raise such a bad person?”
“You should not judge by appearance, sage? Who knows whether a true sage or a fake sage?”
“Yes, rumors are the most untrustworthy these days.”
Everyone pointed at this, and someone vaguely mentioned the Third Prince. Now Lin Hui's identity spread among everyone.
It is not a good thing for a woman to steal and kill, and the third prince of Beili is not a good person if he is just trying to gain fame.
When Song Qi heard the remarks, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he did not dare to refute.
The Third Prince’s reputation will be ruined at the hands of Miss Lin!
Sang Yin clenched her fists, wishing to kill Lin Hui. She stepped forward and looked at the IOUs on the rice paper page by page. How dare she not spend a penny like this in Bermuxun. "No...I don't have it...Auntie, I don't have it..." Lin Hui frantically wanted to rush over, but was restrained by the Qilin Guards.
Sang Yin ignored her and took a deep breath: "I don't have that kind of money. Can you please allow me to make an IOU? The money will definitely be given to me when I get back."
"You can issue an IOU, but if you issue an IOU, you cannot leave the embassy unless you die."
Sang Yin had no choice but to turn his head to look at Mr. Song.
Song Qi caught his eye and spoke first: "I have no money. I don't have any money. It was all taken away by Chen Siqing."
“Take her back.” Qilin Guard said.
The person who was escorting Lin Hui was pushed towards the museum.
"Auntie, save me, save me... I won't go, let go..." Lin Hui struggled, her face turned pale.
"etc."
“Girl, do you want to change money for her?”
Sang Yin pursed her lips. She couldn't watch Lin Hui being escorted back. Although she had seen her true face clearly, she only saved her because the third brother was on the way...
Behind the crowd, Qin Zhifeng was held down by the guards of Zhuoran Villa, his eyes anxious.
“Dad.”
“Shut up, otherwise I’ll knock him unconscious and send him back directly.” Qin Huan scolded.
Song Yunlou took a look at it twice: "Didn't Zhifeng make some mistakes? Why should I take him so seriously?"
“If you ignore a small mistake, it will become a big mistake. Brother Song, please ignore him.”
"Haha." Song Yunlou chuckled and looked at Qin Zhifeng: "I can't control it now. When the two families get married, you will be my uncle of the Song family. If you make a mistake, your father-in-law will support you."
Qin Zhifeng was focused on Sangyin ahead and did not argue with Song Yunlou.
