The man's aura was too strong. As he sat there, the atmosphere in the lounge completely changed. It became his home ground.
Little Cannon and Mr. Zheng stood respectfully at the side, not daring to make a sound.
"I heard you guys arguing just now. What happened?"
Wen Ke'er glared at Qiao Ruoxi and explained to Feng Yunan.
"Brother Nan, do you still remember the necklace I saw last time? I went to the store yesterday and ordered someone to send it over today. But who would've thought that Qiao Ruoxi would actually swap my necklace for a fake? This is clearly a theft, and I have to take legal responsibility. I'm considering whether I should call the police."
Wen Ke'er pouted and handed the necklace to Feng Yunan.
Feng Yunan looked at the necklace. It was indeed fake.