Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 135 It’s Like Giving Away Two Hundred Bucks

Chapter 135: Chapter 135 It’s Like Giving Away Two Hundred Bucks

"Should we wait for your parents to come before discussing this? This is no small matter! You even have the audacity to mention it, what were you even doing with Zhang Ziyue’s bracelet!" Li Hongsheng’s face darkened.

Would he really want to deal with this kind of issue? Not studying properly and always causing trouble.

The relationship between Class 1 and Class 7 was clearly unfriendly, yet she still rushed to stir up trouble. If that bracelet was truly worth ten million, she brought it upon herself!

He couldn’t protect her!

Liang Qian felt so criticized she didn’t dare to speak, only clenching her teeth and glaring fiercely at Yun Yue, resentful that she always had to meddle in everything.

The students from Class 7 were eavesdropping from outside.

Zhang Ziyue’s bracelet was worth ten million?!

Just yesterday, they saw her showing off, claiming it was a gift from some big shot. They were all envious; she was the first to receive a gift from the big shot.

And now you’re telling them that the bracelet is worth ten million?

Is that for real?

Perhaps the big shot had gone too far in showing off.

If it were one hundred thousand or a million, they might believe it, but even Yang Xing, the rich and greasy second-generation rich kid, wouldn’t buy the ten million story.

The most expensive gift he had ever received from his parents up to this point was a sports car worth over seven million, his coming-of-age present.

Even the necklace that Shen Xuan’s aunt gave her a few days ago was worth only five million, and they thought that was ridiculously expensive.

Are girls’ things all so pricey?

They had thought that aside from bags and skincare products, nothing else was so expensive; who knew a single piece of jewelry could cost several million!

Liu Xiaoyan had been sleeping at home in the afternoon but rushed over immediately after receiving the call.

Class 7 again!

It was as if they had offended the God of Fortune.

They clashing with Class 7 every couple of days.

"What happened?" She walked in and saw a familiar face, almost wishing she could break Yun Yue in half.

Li Hongsheng summarized the situation, and Liu Xiaoyan furrowed her brows, displeased, turning her gaze to Liang Qian, who was always causing trouble.

But, after all, she was from her own class, and to reprimand her now would only reflect poorly on her.

Her eyes filled with malice, "Director Li, you believe in a ten-million bracelet too, clearly, she’s lying."

Li Hongsheng remained unmoved, "Whether it’s a lie or not, we’ll find out after it’s verified."

In such matters, what’s important is evidence. Before evidence surfaces, he wouldn’t take sides to avoid offending anyone.

They waited for half an hour before the parents from both sides arrived.

"Director Li, what’s happened to Yueyue? You sounded very serious on the phone," Lin Xiang hurried over with a limited edition handbag in tow, dressed in a professional women’s suit, exuding a powerful aura.

Liang Qian’s mother was a housewife, fairly well-maintained, but in terms of temperament and presence, she paled in comparison to Lin Xiang.

She knew this woman, the CEO of Lin Group. Not too long ago, her husband mentioned intentions to collaborate with Lin Group on a project; she hadn’t expected to encounter her here.

"Yueyue, are you all right?" Lin Xiang asked concerningly.

"I’m fine, it’s just a minor financial dispute. I apologize for troubling Aunt Xiang to make this trip," Yun Yue said calmly, squinting her eyes.

This thing wasn’t bought by Lin Xiang, so calling her over would be pointless, as she wouldn’t know anything about it. She sent a message to Lou Ting, then put her phone away and stood obediently by Lin Xiang’s side.

"Financial dispute?" Lin Xiang was puzzled; even if she were to lose money, it wouldn’t be much.

Li Hongsheng started to explain, "Moms, here’s what happened: Liang Qian damaged the bracelet Yun Yue gave to Zhang Ziyue. Yun Yue claimed the bracelet is worth ten million, so we asked you to come over."

"What bracelet is worth ten million! This is obviously extortion," Liang Qian’s mother burst out, her voice sharp.

Rong Li glanced at her, finally realizing who Liang Qian took after. Like mother, like daughter—the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. Their way of speaking was so alike, as if they were carved from the same mold.

Lin Xiang also found it unbelievable. Where did Yun Yue get the money to buy a ten million bracelet?

And she didn’t usually wear such jewelry. Lin Xiang had bought her plenty, but Yun Yue never seemed to wear them, so she stopped buying them, but she had never bought one worth ten million.

She subconsciously turned to look at the girl beside her, with her eyes and brows downcast.

"Yueyue?"

Liang Qian took in Lin Xiang’s bewilderment and sneered, "It looks like Mrs. Lin is out of the loop. Where did her ten million come from then? Pulled out of a lie?"

Lin Xiang frowned, feeling that this young girl spoke too sharply.

"Aunt Xiang, the bracelet matches the one around your neck," Yun Yue raised her eyes to look at her, not wanting to worry her.

She had thought it suited her and gave it to her as a gift.

Upon hearing this, Rong Li immediately looked up, even stepping forward for a clearer view, and exclaimed in shock, "It really is a set! Ten million! No, twenty million."

"What, what? Didn’t you say you bought it on the street for just over a hundred?" Lin Xiang touched the necklace around her neck in astonishment.

She had been overjoyed when she received the necklace from her, even though it was just a hundred yuan; it was given by her, and she wore it happily.

Rong Li directed her gaze to Yun Yue, who remained calm and nonchalant, as if what she had given away wasn’t twenty million, but just two hundred yuan.

"I said that because I was afraid you wouldn’t accept it. But you can rest assured, both pieces of jewelry were gifts from a friend, they didn’t cost me a dime. Anyway, since the one Zhang Ziyue had was damaged, the matter can’t just be dropped."

"The designer Vankaf made only one of these bracelets. It was sold at auction for twenty million in total, ten million per piece. Cash or card?"

Yun Yue took out her phone; she had been in the office for about an hour now.

The faces of Liang Qian and her mother turned deathly pale, wondering if the confidence shown by Yun Yue meant the bracelet indeed cost ten million.

"I don’t believe it! Don’t you have a certificate of appraisal? Show it to me!" Liang Qian suddenly remembered that jewelry purchases usually came with an appraisal certificate.

"I don’t have one, but I have called an appraiser; they should arrive in about an hour. If you think the one I’ve hired isn’t reliable, you’re welcome to hire another," Yun Yue said, possibly tired from standing, pulling Lin Xiang to sit down on the sofa beside her.

"Let’s hire one," Liang Qian said through clenched teeth, gripping Li Lan’s hand, "Mom."

Li Feng took out her phone, "Wait, I’ll call Sai’er Jewelry Store."

She often bought jewelry there and was naturally acquainted with the staff. There was a jewelry appraiser and designer, fairly well-known.

Rong Li led Zhang Ziyue to sit down to the side.

Ziyue clutched at her sleeves, feeling a little guilty, "Yun Yue, is that bracelet really worth ten million? I... I’m sorry, it was my fault..."

Yun Yue lifted her eyes and met her apologetic gaze, which was red-rimmed and brimming with tears. She nonchalantly said, "I’ve already told you it was a gift from a friend, I didn’t spend a penny, so don’t you cry. You know, you’ve given me so many pendants, I’ve actually made a profit."

"It’s just one damaged bracelet; I can give you another, but I’ll make sure to get back what you’ve lost." Her eyes had a mischievous glint as she pulled up her sleeves to reveal her fair skin.

"You, you always come out on top," Lin Xiang, having no way of managing her, could only indulge her, smiling gently.

"It’s okay, classmate. Since she gave it to you, it’s yours. You’ve also given her many pendants; look, I have one myself. It’s quite delicate. You made it, right? It can’t be right to let people bully you without repercussions. Auntie supports you guys."