Reborn embroidered girl

Chapter 1148 Just a match, not even gasoline
Chu Jiale knew that she was talking too much, and also knew that Zhao Yu didn't hear what she said.

He sighed heavily in his heart.

At midnight, two figures appeared in the warehouse of Jinxiu Pavilion and at the gate of the machine factory.

The person standing at the door of the warehouse looked around to make sure that no one showed the key in his hand.

Click.

The warehouse door opened and walked in cautiously.

Looking at all kinds of embroidery in the warehouse, the face hidden under the hat showed a sneer.

Recently, Jinxiu Pavilion has been in the limelight, and business is booming. The value of these goods in the warehouse alone is estimated to be worth hundreds of thousands.

That was money she would never earn in her entire life.

With the moonlight outside the window, his vicious eyes swept away from these embroidery, and he took out a box of matches from his pocket.

Most of the embroidery here is made of silk and cotton, and all you need is a match, not even gasoline.

Stab it!

The sound of the matches sliding was particularly "pleasant" in the silent warehouse.

The corners of the mouth were slightly raised, and the young face was twisted and hideous against the light of the fire.

When she stretched out the burning match to the nearest cheongsam with trembling fingers, a sudden gust of wind hit her.

The jumping flames were extinguished instantly.

"Zhao Yu, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

A familiar angry voice sounded from behind her, and the complacency and determination on her face turned into panic.

Zhao Yu's scalp was numb, and before she could turn around, the light in the warehouse was as bright as day, which made her unable to open her eyes.

Kong Xiaowen!
Even if Zhao Yu didn't have to turn his head, he could instantly recognize the owner of the voice.

Two seconds later, Zhao Yu was finally able to see again.

Kong Xiaowen, Chu Jiale, and several embroidery masters in the embroidery pavilion all looked at her furiously.

His face suddenly turned pale!

impossible!
Why are they here? !
Zhao Yu, who was dressed in black, desperately lowered the brim of his hat and ran away.

But Kong Xiaowen and the others were standing at the door of the warehouse, and there was only one door in the warehouse, so how could she escape.

Before she could take a few steps, she was completely controlled by several embroidery masters.

The hat fell off in a struggle, and her face appeared in front of everyone.

Zhao Yu was extremely frightened and restless.

Obviously she didn't see anyone when she came in, but now...

"Let go! Let me go!"

No matter how she struggled to break free, she couldn't escape, panting heavily, thinking of the last countermeasure.

"Sister Jiale, Miss Xiaowen, have you misunderstood something? I just went out for a walk at night and passed by here, and saw that the gate here was open, so I came in with concern..."

Zhao Yu explained in a panic, trying to excuse herself.

Kong Xiaowen had a stern face, extremely gloomy.

"Zhao Yu, do you think we are all fools? It's two o'clock in the morning, and you came for a walk so late?"

"It's true, sister Jiale, you must believe me, right?"

Zhao Yu's eyes were red, her voice was choked up, and she begged Chu Jiale.

Chu Jiale looked at her expressionlessly.

She has already given her a chance, and now she is still stubborn, and she is not worthy of sympathy at all.

"Whether you are innocent or wronged, we don't care. Go and explain to my sister-in-law!"

Zhao Yumeng was stunned, fear never before.

early summer?

Doesn't she arrive in Philadelphia in two days?
"Take her back to Jinxiu Pavilion!"

(End of this chapter)