C17 (2/2)

Qin Shao Bao didn't look at Ye Mo and instead walked out with large strides. He only left behind an order: ”Take it back and look after it.”

Before he could open his mouth, a sharp pain came from the back of his neck. His vision went dark, and he fell limply to the ground.

It was a wig, with messy hair that looked like a bunch of unkempt black lines. There was even a cheap perfume smell on it.

Xiao Meng Han lowered her head to look at the wig, her eyes darkened. She clenched her fingers tightly, and the car window slowly slid down. Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Meng Han threw the wig out.

The black wig rolled in the air, dropped with the wind, and landed with a thud on the windshield of a car.

”What is it?” Young Master Qin raised his eyebrows. He was in a hurry to meet the customer. If that necklace really was taken by Xiao Menghan, it would give Young Master Qin a headache just thinking about it.

Just now, Qin Ziheng had called and severely taught Young Master Qin a lesson. The guest in that room was the president of the Xiao Group, Xiao Menghan.

When the necklace fell into Xiao Meng Han's hands, Young Master Qin could not figure out what Xiao Meng Han was thinking.

Looking at the wig that suddenly popped out of the window, Young Master Qin became even angrier. He roared at the driver, ”Are you blind? How do you drive?”

”Young Master Qin, this looks like the woman's wig.” Photon carefully held the wig in front of Young Master Qin and said, ”This smell is exactly the same.”

The corner of Young Master Qin's mouth twitched. He could tell just by the smell? However, what Photon said next moved the heart of Qin Shao Bao.

”Lan had brought this with her before. Everything in the clubhouse has a sign on it.”

On the inside of the wig was impressively an exclusive symbol of the clubhouse, specially prepared for the women to dress up to the guests' liking. Young Master Qin's brows were tightly knitted. He turned to Photon and asked, ”Has that woman woken up?”