Boss-gege Excessive Spoiling Chapter 1097: I have a brother who is too high for you (18)
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"What happened to Cheng Yuxuan?"
The girl looked around vigilantly, grabbed Bai Shu, and whispered: "She was caught, and the news spread throughout the school!"
Baizhu asked: "What happened?"
"I see what my classmate said in the group was that she just had a holiday last night. She went out with a bunch of girls, drank, and got drunk. During the fight, she threw a beer bottle into a luxury car. It’s in the car!”
Baizhu was stunned.
The girl is still talking: "The glass is so hard, and they used so much force! They smashed the car and the paint fell off. Luxury cars are so expensive to repair!"
Baizhu said: "Do you have to pay for it?"
"No! They wanted to run away and pretended not to know, but they didn't notice that there was a driving recorder in the car, and they took all the photos! They were caught before they could escape far, and they were asked to pay compensation."
Baizhu thought about Cheng Yuxuan's character and hesitated: "She probably won't pay compensation."
"They are definitely not willing to pay compensation. They are poor students. How can they get more than 100,000 yuan? It is said that the owner of the car is a young man. Cheng Yuxuan and the others did not take him at ease. They were all drunk and started fighting with the car owner. Well, during the fight, I broke someone’s arm again!”
"This is too much," Bai Zhu said in shock, "I smashed someone's car, how can I beat someone again?"
"No. Although she was not eighteen, she was already sixteen after all. The car owner's family refused to give up and called the police to arrest them all! Now it was not just a simple fight, it was malicious It hurt someone! The group said that they are now detained and the owner of the car wants huge compensation!"
Baizhu suddenly rang the call that his aunt and uncle had received last night, saying that Cheng Yuxuan had gathered a crowd for a fight and was caught. The aunt and uncle left home in panic and have not come back yet.
It’s just...
Last night, she tripped over Cheng Yuxuan and spilled her wine on Xiao Lingchen’s car. Later he said he would deal with it——
But a few hours later, Cheng Yuxuan was detained because she was drunk, smashed a luxury car with a bottle, and got into a fight with others.
Does this matter have something to do with Xiao Lingchen...?
Probably not. He seemed so upright, gentle and enthusiastic. How could he plot against Cheng Yuxuan so viciously just to help himself vent his anger?
Probably, it's just a coincidence.
Baizhu had something on her mind and couldn't sit still in the library. She usually wouldn't go home until seven o'clock, but this time she left early and left the library at six o'clock.
She walked in a hurry and naturally did not notice that after she left the gate, there were several panicked figures in a hidden car under the shade of the trees outside the library courtyard.
"——Miss Ji went home early! Quick, go and inform the young master, the situation has changed!"
"Young Master hasn't finished setting up the scene yet, you will definitely miss it!"
"Inform the young master first and then talk..."
Baizhu returned home. As soon as he went up the stairs, he saw two pairs of dusty shoes scattered outside the door - they belonged to his aunt and uncle. They had already gone home.
She inserted the key gently and unscrewed the door lock. There was no one in the living room, the curtains were drawn, the light was dim and the air was dull. The ashtray on the coffee table was filled with cigarette butts, and the smell was choking.
The bedroom door of my uncle and aunt was tightly closed, and there was a fierce argument inside. My aunt scolded me sharply: "Five hundred thousand? The lion has his mouth open! Why don't they go and rob?!"
"If you don't pay, Yuxuan will go to jail!" The uncle seemed to be smoking, circling anxiously in the room, "She is still a child, how can she go to jail!"
"How can we get so much money for the house we just bought? We can't get it out even if we sell it! What can we do, hey..."
My uncle's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his voice was low, gloomy and cold: "You can't get it out by selling the pot, but there is something valuable - your little niece. That lady was very generous in taking action."