Chapter 695: Home (1)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
This was the first time Wei Yu and Beike had faced each other head-on.
Compared to Wei Yu e s cold face, Beike, who was being controlled, was much calmer. He even asked in an innocent tone, “Are you police?”
Wei Yu looked down at Beike. “No.’
Beike was held down by two people and could not move his shoulders, so he had no choice but to arch his back and be sized up by Wei Yu.
To be honest, he was very unhappy with the way Wei Yu looked at him, but he endured it and still said in that ignorant and sloppy tone, “Then why are you arresting me? Am I breaking the law?”
Wei Yu t s tone was cold as he asked directly, “Where is she?”
Beike pretended to be very confused. “Who?”
Wei Yu raised his eyes and looked at the female salesperson. “Where’s the girl who entered your shop with him?”
The female salesperson was a little frightened by the scene. “She’s, she’s, in the fitting room inside.”
Wei Yu did not ask any more questions and went straight into the shop. The curtains in the three fitting rooms were all open. Pei Jiao’s figure had long disappeared. Wei Yu’s face instantly darkened.
She still escaped!
She still ran away!!
Seeing Wei Yu come out with a dark expression, the female salesperson stuttered and asked, “Is, is, is she not inside?”
Wei Yu glanced at the female salesperson coldly. “Did they go in together?”
The female salesperson nodded quickly. “Yes, yes.”
Suddenly remembering something, the female salesperson quickly pointed at Beike, who was being held by the two of them. “He went hand in hand with that girl. It was obvious that the two of them were a couple, and they even made that sound in the fitting room. When I heard that sound, I immediately went to remind them not to do that kind of thing in public. In the end, he started to tease me as soon as he came out. I didn’t participate in anything, nor did it have anything to do with me…”
The female salesperson was afraid that the imprisoned Beike had done something wrong. In order not to implicate her, she quickly explained the entire process. However, after she explained the truth, the cold-faced man suddenly raised his fist and punched the man who was being held.
The process was so fast that the female salesperson did not see it clearly. And Beike fell to the ground. “Fuck!”
Wei Yu took two steps forward and leaned over to strangle Beike. With a little force, he forced Beike’s upper body up. The anger on Wei Yu’s face could scare people to death. He slowly exerted strength in his joints and warned word by word, “Stay away from her.”
Beike’s face turned red from the pinch and he struggled to say, “She and I have the closest relationship in the world.” Even though he was almost speechless, Beike did not forget to provoke Wei Yu.
Wei Yu was furious and exerted more strength in his palm. Then an anxious voice behind him said: ‘Young Master! Young Master, the mall manager is here.’
Not only did the managers of the mall come over, but there were also more and more passers-by watching. However, in the eyes of most people, this was a fight, and it was a fight with numbers.
Because Beike, who looked weak on the ground, was very pitiful, his face was almost the color of pig liver. Wei Yu stopped rationally and stood up. “Take him away.”
The other two subordinates immediately went forward and carried Beike away. Wei Yu looked around, hoping to see her in the crowd. If her friend fell into his hands, would she escape first, or would she hide in a secret corner and watch the scene just now?
Ten minutes later, Pei Jiao returned to the Pei residence in Tanhua Prefecture, Han Qianye and Pei Qingji were not at home today. It was rare for Li Xiwu to have time to bring Youyou and Yaoyao back to her grandmother’s house, while Pei Jingzhou was in the company.
Only the servants and butler were walking in and out of the huge Pei
residence. At first glance, Uncle Dong thought that he was in a daze when he saw Pei Jiao. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes. “Miss?” “It’s me.” Pei Jiao walked up to Uncle Dong. “I’m back..”