The Trap of the Rich: The First Lady Never Comes Home

Chapter 117 Goodbye Joan (1)

Seeing that Joan didn't respond, Ito Yu knocked twice and asked again, but there was still no sound.

Carefully stretching his head into the room, to make sure that there was really no sound, Ito walked into Joan's room with gentle steps.There was no one in the golden hardcover room.

Ito looked around and looked around, but there was indeed no shadow.What about Qiao Anjun?
His eyes suddenly fell on the delicate fluffy gift box on the table.The box is not too big, it looks a little bigger than a ring box, and smaller than an ordinary jewelry box, it is more delicate, and the thin sky blue ribbon is tied in a beautiful knot on the box...

Ito stared at the box, hesitated for a while, then picked it up and gently opened the small gift box.

The dazzling diamond light shines with extraordinary brilliance, and the drop-shaped pearls seem to have absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, and their color is lustrous.

It's the 'Desert Spring' - the 'Desert Spring' he bought for 1000 million at Christie's auction.

Why put it here?Where is Mr. Qiao An?
Is this Desert Spring here for someone to wear at the banquet today?
There was a smile on the corner of Ito's mouth unconsciously...

These days, Qiao Anjun has been staying in Qiao's Manor without going out.Maybe there really is such a possibility that it is...

Unable to restrain the joy rising in his heart, Ito carefully took out the Desert Spring from the box and put it on his neck...

Ito moved to the front of the mirror, looked at the necklace on his neck, his eyes were full of surprise and joy that could not be concealed.really beatiful……

"What are you doing?" Joan's cold voice suddenly came from behind.Ito was stunned for a moment before turning around and looking at Joan standing at the door.

The white tuxedo set him off as white as jade, the black bow tie was tied on the shirt, and the neat short black hair was just spread on the brow, making him look like a prince.

Suddenly, Joan's eyes fell on the dazzling light on her neck, and her eyes froze, "Who told you to move?!" He stepped up to Ito in two steps, staring at the necklace on her neck with burning eyes...

"Take it off!" The stern voice made Ito take off the 'Desert Spring' from his neck tremblingly.

"Get out! Don't enter my room again!" Joan ordered her coldly.

Ito bit his lips tightly, tried hard to hold back the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes, bent down and bowed at ninety degrees before exiting Joan's room.

As soon as he left the room, Dou Da's tears poured down like breaking through the defense line of a dam.

It turned out that she really thought too much.In Qiao Anjun's world, there has never been a less awkward position for her.

The sky-high price necklace that shocked the auction world and the fashion world does not belong to her... She has always been wishful thinking...

Qiao Anjun was so angry, he told her to get out of his room, he had never been so cruel to her...just because of that necklace, he lost his temper...

Boundless sadness flowed to every corner of the body with the blood.Ito suddenly felt that even if he waited another ten years, Qiao Anjun would still dismiss him.

A never-before-seen resentment settled in her heart unknowingly... Ever since she was a child, she, Ito, has always been able to get what she wants.

She can spend a long time waiting for a man to fall in love with her, but she can't watch him fall in love with other women in his heart.Outside the manor, the servants were busy back and forth, running around.

As soon as Du Liangchen entered the banquet hall, he looked around carefully.It seems that there is no figure she is familiar with...

A heart that is lifted in the air dares to fall halfway...

(End of this chapter)