Chapter 227 VIP Seat
The three of them turned around and saw Xu Miao leaning against the door frame, his lazy expression revealing contempt.
Zhou Yubing was furious: "What do you mean?"
"What else could it mean? You are the thief crying thief, what? Didn't you realize that she is the thief? She kept saying that she had the ticket, but she turned around and stole Qingqing's ticket!"
"Since you stole something, you must be punished."
"What nonsense are you talking about? How could Jinmo do such a thing..."
Zhou Yubing rushed forward and was about to take action.
Tan Qinghuan held her back and signaled her to calm down.
If a classmate is beaten on the last day of the semester, Jinmo will also be implicated.
"You and Meng Qingqing did this?" Ye Jinmo asked suddenly with her back to Xu Miao.
Her eyes were on the foreign book.
Zhou Yubing took a deep breath and went in to pack up her things.
He took out a tissue and carefully wiped the footprints on the foreign book, then put the ticket back in the clip.
She felt angry and blamed herself, blaming herself for being forgetful. If she had locked the door, this wouldn't have happened.
Without waiting for Xu Miao's answer, Ye Jinmo turned around slowly, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at her coldly.
Xu Miao swallowed and felt a sense of fear for no reason.
She had no previous interactions with Ye Jinmo and was not clear about the background of the person in front of her.
"I'm asking you a question, can't you hear me?" Tan Qinghuan said unhappily.
Xu Miao came back to her senses, raised her chin, and blocked the door: "So what, you stole the ticket first..."
Without waiting for her to finish, Ye Jinmo pushed her aside and walked in.
Xu Miao and Meng Qingqing's things were placed on the table.
She picked up their bags, walked to the balcony, turned them upside down to shake them out, and finally threw the bags off the balcony.
There is a thicket of evergreen shrubs under the balcony.
It was windy at night in winter and the books that flew out of the bag were blown all over the place.
The remaining cosmetics turned into a perfect parabola, fell into the bushes and disappeared.
Xu Miao was confused by this series of actions.
"Ye Jinmo, you you you...how dare you!"
She ran to the balcony and was devastated when she saw that all the expensive cosmetics she had borrowed from Meng Qingqing were gone.
"My face cream, my essence... I'm going to tell Qingqing, Ye Jinmo, just wait to be taught a lesson!"
There was no expression of joy or anger on Ye Jinmo's face. She sneered, turned around and walked away without saying anything.
Zhou Yubing packed up her things, helped her carry her schoolbag, and chased after her.
Tan Qinghuan took the remaining suitcases away, locked the door, and went downstairs together.
Ye Jinqian saw his junior sister coming out with a sullen face and asked in confusion.
Zhou Yubing briefly recounted what had happened.
"Let's go, Professor Xie is still waiting for us." Ye Jinmo adjusted his hat.
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Xu Miao, who was still in the dormitory, immediately called Meng Qingqing.
Meng Qingqing rushed back, walked around the bushes, and saw books and cosmetics scattered all over the ground.
Her eyes widened in disbelief.
All the things she had packed were thrown down!
How dare Ye Jinmo have his face rubbed on the ground!
Xu Miao had already run downstairs with tears on her face.
"Qingqing, Ye Jinmo threw down all your and my things. All the things you gave me are broken!"
Meng Qingqing's face was calm, and the anger in her heart had already reached her throat.
"Let's go find Professor Xie!"
We drove all the way to the restaurant.
Ye Jinmo and others had already taken their seats and were chatting with the people around them.
Seeing Meng Qingqing come in, everyone was silent for a moment and quickly asked her to sit down.
She walked straight to Xie Xun, her eyes red and her face full of stubbornness: "Teacher, I want to quit the project team!"
There was an uproar and everyone looked at her.
Only Ye Jinmo took small sips of tea, her expression unchanged.
Xie Xun realized something was wrong: "What's going on?"
"I've completed so many projects with you before, and I always had a great time getting along with my partners. But this time, you hired someone with bad intentions," she said, wiping away her tears. "Not only did Ye Jinmo steal my things, he also threw them downstairs of the dormitory. I can't afford a partner like this!"
Xie Xun frowned and looked at Ye Jinmo in silence. After a while, he asked, "Jinmo, is this true?"
Ye Jinmo put down the teacup in her hand, tapped the table with her fingers, and exuded an invisible force: "I didn't steal the ticket, but I threw away her things!"
Zhou Yubing replied angrily: "It was Meng Qingqing who started it. I forgot to lock the door when I left, and when I came back I found that she had dumped all of Jinmo's things on the floor, and there were footprints on the book!"
Xie Xun's face darkened: "What ticket? Is there a misunderstanding?"
He knew Ye Jinmo's background and didn't believe that she would steal any tickets.
Meng Qingqing held her breath and said, "These are Qu Mingxiao's concert tickets. Mine are front-row tickets. I wanted to invite her to watch the concert together, but she was too proud to accept it. She resorted to such a despicable method as stealing!"
She turned and looked at Ye Jinmo sarcastically: "You didn't expect me to go through your schoolbag, did you?"
The aggressive attitude silenced the whole audience.
Xie Xun glanced at her and said, "Why are you so sure that Jin Mo stole the ticket? She might have it too!"
"Tickets for the inner field are by invitation only and are not sold to the public at all!"
Tan Qinghuan knocked on the table, raised his head to meet her eyes, and said calmly, "That is to say, you have no evidence at all to prove that Jinmo took the ticket you lost, and you threw her bag on the ground, and you also damaged an out-of-print medical book in it."
"You were the one who threw away Jinmo's things before you figured out the truth. So isn't it only natural that Jinmo threw away your things?"
Xie Xun looked a little embarrassed.
Why is the disciple he taught so reckless?
Meng Qingqing took a deep breath and said elegantly: "What's the point of saying this? She stole my ticket!"
"Ye Jinmo, if you apologize to me now and return the ticket to me, I won't call the police on this matter!"
Ye Jinmo paused as she tapped the table, leaned back, and narrowed her eyes: "Mr. Meng, do you remember your ticket and seat number?"
"Of course I remember!" Meng Qingqing rolled her eyes, not wanting to see this dying struggle. "I have two consecutive tickets, inner field, seat A, number 8 and 9."
"Sure?"
"Sure!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yubing, who was angry just now, chuckled.
"What are you laughing at?" Meng Qingqing said angrily.
Ye Jinmo glanced at her five friends, then reached into her bag, took out the tickets and placed them on the table.
The other five also took out their tickets.
Twelve tickets put together.
Zhou Yubing pushed the seat to the middle, looking proud: "Look carefully, this is a VIP seat! It's not comparable to your front-row tickets!"
Ye Jinmo glanced at Meng Qingqing indifferently. She originally thought that this person must have misleading evidence in his hands, which was why he was so sure.
As a result, he speaks so shamelessly just based on his own stubbornness and prejudice!
Meng Qingqing frowned and leaned forward to glance at the center.
Two of the tickets had traces of being wiped, and there were some wrinkles due to water stains.
Twelve tickets, consecutive numbers 6-18, starting with the letter V.
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