"Ye Miao, the necklace was in your hands just now," the man stammered.
Ye Miao frowned, and suddenly remembered that as soon as he had entered the private room, he had carelessly thrown the necklace onto the floor.
"Ye Jiuliang, I lost the necklace; it's gone. It's just a broken necklace, at worst I'll compensate him with money," he said disdainfully.
Ye Jiuliang narrowed her dark eyes dangerously. She really did act high and mighty.
Her red lips parted as her voice came out cold and sharp, "I don't care where you lost it, find it now. If you can't find it within five minutes, prepare to take an ambulance home."
Under all those watchful eyes, she threatened him without sparing his face.
Ye Miao's face fell, black as coal, fully aware of Ye Jiuliang's arrogant temperament, he could only contain his anger.
"What are you standing around for, go find it." Like a bully targeting the weak, he lashed out at the people beside him.
