Ji Baozhu burst into tears as she spoke, hugging Chen Xiulin and crying very sadly. The two quickly coaxed her, and she stopped crying after getting their assurances that they would never give her property to Qian Yan.
"Tomorrow, your mother and I will help you clean up the room. Just buy new things that were destroyed. It's not a big deal. Baozhu was a little angry because of that incident. Please be patient." Ji Qingyuan whispered to Qianyan.
Qian Yan had expected it and was not angry.
She didn't take immediate action and called the two back, but she just wanted to collect evidence.
Now that the evidence has been obtained, she will get down to business.
Ji Baozhu was still lying in Chen Xiulin's arms, thinking that this was the end of the matter, and looked at Qian Yan proudly.
She left Chen Xiulin's arms and turned back to the room.
She never thought that when she opened the door, Qian Yan had already come over, pushed the door open, took Ji Baozhu into the room, closed the door and locked it.
"Mom——" Ji Baozhu felt something was wrong and quickly called someone.
Ji Qingyuan and his wife quickly ran over and banged on the door, feeling like Ji Baozhu that something was wrong.
"Qianyan, what are you doing?" Chen Xiulin asked anxiously, "You kid, is there something you can't talk to me about? Open the door quickly. Baozhu is just a child who is not sensible. Just say yes to us if you want anything.
We are all satisfied with you, so don’t hurt Baozhu.”
"Ji Qianyan, hurry up and open the door. Have you forgotten that you have been raised so big? Why are you becoming more and more weird? Baozhu is young and ignorant, didn't he just mess up your room? You are so old,
Now that you are an adult, do you still have to argue with Baozhu?"
Qian Yan thought the lines between the two were good, but fortunately she didn't turn off the record button.
Ji Baozhu put her hands on her hips: "Everything in this house belongs to me, and the things in your room are also mine. Even if I break them, so what? If you are not in this house, these things are all mine."
"Hurry up and open the door!"
Perhaps Ji Qingyuan and his wife were outside, so Ji Baozhu was not so scared.
Qian Yan is too lazy to talk nonsense, she prefers to deal with things directly.
It's a pity that it's not in Da Rong, where someone can get things done beautifully just by talking, but here you have to do it yourself.
Qian Yan grabbed Ji Baozhu to prevent her from opening the door, grabbed Ji Baozhu with one hand, and began to destroy Ji Baozhu's room.
She found a pair of scissors and opened Ji Baozhu's wardrobe. As Ji Baozhu screamed, the scissors cut two pieces of clothing into pieces.
Ji Baozhu struggled in her hands, and she simply tied Ji Baozhu with a piece of cloth.
Ji Baozhu was thrown into the corner and struggled. Qianyan disliked her for being noisy and gagged her mouth again.
Then he stood next to the wardrobe, took out the clothes one by one, and cut them bit by bit in front of Ji Baozhu.
Ji Baozhu's eyes were red with anger, tears kept flowing out, and he looked at Qian Yan with hatred.
Ji Baozhu has quite a lot of clothes, and they are all brand-name goods. The ones she can put in her wardrobe are all Ji Baozhu's favorites.
One by one, beautiful clothes and skirts were cut to pieces by Qian Yan.
"As I said, you did something very unwise."
Ji Baozhu whined and was speechless.
The clothes in the closet were gone, and Qian Yan went to smash Ji Baozhu's things again, smashing the toys, crystal balls, ornaments, and cute things one by one in front of Ji Baozhu's face.
