Xixi's Anger

Fu Ge retracted his gaze and turned to Han Xu, his lips curling into a cold smile.

"Since it's a robbery, then let's follow the procedure. Old Yang, we'll report it too. The car recorder is in the car outside."

Qin Jianxi immediately handed the car keys to Fu Ge.

Fu Ge threw the car keys to Old Yang.

Old Yang caught the car keys that were thrown at him.

He was speechless.

The Han family didn't expect this. If it was just Qin Jianxi, it wouldn't be a problem. But now, if Fu Ge interfered, they would be afraid.

Only Mrs. Han, who hadn't thought it through yet, wanted to curse, but Old Master Han stopped her.

He looked at Qin Jianxi and said, "Xixi, that was all a misunderstanding. Actually, I asked Han Xu to wait for you. Can we just let this matter go for this old man's sake?"

This was the first time Qin Jianxi had met this Elder Han. She didn't understand why he insisted on meeting her again and again.