Mr. Xiao’s Unconditional Love

"Also, their troubles affected the business of our store for two hours and also delayed our time! They must give us actual compensation!" Who knows, Ye Qiao added another sentence at this time!

Not only do they lose face, but they also lose money. The point is, they haven't done anything!

Dong Xian and Zheng Xiang died unjustly, "Comrade police, you are from Xicheng District, my uncle is your leader, this matter is really not our fault, we are not familiar with her at all..."

Dong Xian said very quietly, and walked through the back door.

Oh, this woman, is she bullying them without backstage? ! In front of them, they all dared to do this, although all the customers in the store had left.

Ye Qiao was even more contemptuous in his heart.

The policeman raised his eyebrows, "What does your uncle have to do with me?! The boss has asked you to do this, and he has given you mercy. Otherwise, go to the police station with me and keep the record?! Now, immediately pay the boss 200 yuan. loss!"

"Two hundred yuan?! How can they earn two hundred in two hours?!" Dong Xian said angrily, "Besides, this aunt is not our name at all, you can't be so wronged!"

"You little girl, don't admit it again! Police, let me tell you, it was the two of them who instigated me to do this!" The aunt categorically cut the line.

The policeman was also impatient and slapped the table severely, "Either go to the police station to file the case, keep the case, or fine or apologize! It's useless to find anyone!"

Dong Xian was so angry that he took out four fifty-dollar pieces from the wallet hanging in front of them and threw them on the table, "This is written apologizing, immediately, immediately! I will watch you finish writing before leaving! Aunt, you too! I write a letter of guarantee, and if I do this kind of thing in the future, it will not be the result!"

After a while, Dong Xian, Zheng Xiang, and the aunt sat in their milk tea shop and wrote a letter of apology and a letter of guarantee.

Two letters of apology, attached with the ID photos of Dong Xian and Zheng Xiang, are posted on the window of their milk tea shop. Every time someone buying milk tea or a classmate shopping passes by, they have to look around. The embarrassed Dong Xian and Zheng Xiang didn't dare to go to the clothing store next door for several days, hiding in the milk tea shop that had no business at all.

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"Ye Qiao, I'm bored, I want to play games!" Ye Qiao, who was knitting, heard Lu Xiaogun's voice, and the corners of his mouth rose.

This little kid, just played enough with Lightning, now I want to play games again.

She is sitting in the courtyard of the courtyard, bathing in the spring sunset, knitting a black scarf. She has been knitting this scarf for a whole winter, and has not finished knitting!

Obviously Anxin and the others can knit in one night!

She may not be born with this material!

"Don't knit, it's really ugly, it's not good enough for my dad!" Lu Xiaogun attacked her. It was really ugly. She often missed stitches and exposed holes, and had to tear it apart and re-knit!

"Doesn't you deserve your dad? Believe it or not, your dad treats it as a treasure and surrounds it in summer!" Ye Qiao said confidently.

Lu Xiao rolled his eyes: "I don't believe it! Take me to the game, go to the game room!"

Ye Qiao just wanted to refuse fiercely, and immediately changed his mind, "If you want me to take you to the game room, it's okay... But you let me listen to your father's voice! I want to hear what he is doing right now !"

She often asked Lu Xiaogun to do this, but Lu Xiaogun refused. He was Abagong Grande, stingy and reluctant to waste a little of his energy.

"Ye Qiao, you still don't want to listen! I'll listen..."

"What will happen after listening? I want to hear it even more! Hurry up!" Ye Qiao urged and immediately put aside the work at hand.