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296 Snatching the Bed

At this moment, an arrogant voice suddenly came from outside the door, “Who is the uncultured person causing trouble here?”

The crowd cleared a path for Su Yuan, who was already standing to the side.

Bai Yurou and Sun Bin walked in.

Su Yuan’s expression darkened. These two had indeed contacted each other long ago.

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“It’s you?” Qu Lin was stunned. Even though she had a fiery temper, she wasn’t stupid. She immediately realized that Bai Yurou had done it on purpose, and Sun Jing was so close to her. It seemed like Bai Yurou had something to do with the dance collision on the day of the recording.

“Qu Lin, what do you mean by this? What right do you have to throw my clothes on the ground?” Bai Yurou ran to the bed in a huff. “Do you know how much these clothes cost? You can’t even afford them even if you sell yourself!”

“This bed is mine. I’ve already tidied it up. What right do you have to put your clothes on my bed?” Qu Lin asked patiently.

“Yours?” Bai Yurou’s expression suddenly changed. “How did this bed become yours? Is your name on it?” When I arrived, it was clearly an empty bed. The bed was chosen by myself. This was what Teacher Qian said. I chose an empty bed, what’s the problem? What right do you have to bully me and even throw my clothes on the ground?”

“Hehe…” Qu Lin almost laughed at Bai Yurou’s words. She was being bullied. This bed was clearly hers. She hadn’t even said anything about Bai Yurou snatching it from her, yet she had the nerve to accuse her of stealing it!

As more and more students gathered at the entrance, Bai Yurou suddenly started crying. As she cried, she complained that Qu Lin had thrown her clothes on the ground, saying that Qu Lin had no team awareness and bullied her teammates.

The onlooking students did not know what was going on. They only knew that Bai Yurou was the daughter of the Bai family, so they subconsciously believed her words. From the looks of it, the Bai family’s daughter had indeed been bullied, and Qu Lin did not seem to be someone to be trifled with.

The students looked at Qu Lin in disgust.

Qu Lin trembled with anger. “This bed is yours?” Then where did the bed I cleaned up go? And my things, my toiletries used to be on the bedside table, where did they go?”

Bai Yurou was bawling her eyes out. Sun Jing stepped forward to support her, “How would I know where your bed is? Are you crazy? Scolding people for no reason.” Just as she finished speaking, someone in the room said, “No one has been on this bed. Is it yours?” he asked.

No one claimed the bed further inside, and there was a brown suitcase next to the bed. It was Qu Lin’s.

Qu Lin strode over. The suitcase was half unzipped. Her things were not missing, but everything was piled up messily inside. Clearly, someone had stuffed her things inside. The anger in her heart surged. f𝔯𝒆𝑒we𝚋𝓃૦ν𝙚Ɩ. c૦m

“You’re still saying that you didn’t snatch my bed? I’ve already taken out the things from my box, and now they’re back in my box. Who else could it be if not you?”

Bai Yurou’s sobs became even louder, and she kept saying that Qu Lin was slandering her and that she had never done anything.

Su Yuan suddenly walked over to Qu Lin and looked down at the space between Bai Yurou’s bed and Qu Lin’s bed.

The Jie Mu group wanted to save money, so Class F’s floor was made of wood-patterned leather. This material was very cheap, and although it looked like a floor, it was very fragile and would leave a mark if something slightly heavy slid over it.

Now, in addition to many shoe prints, there was also a trace of a suitcase being dragged, which connected two beds.

“What else do you have to say? There’s a trace of dragging my luggage from your bed to mine!” Qu Lin pointed at the ground and wanted to kneel down in front of Su Yuan. “Xiao Nuan was still the best. She knew how to find evidence. She only knew how to quarrel with others.”

Bai Yurou: “Of course, she will help you. Everyone knows that you two are in the same group. Qu Lin, I’ll say it again, don’t frame me. I said I didn’t touch your suitcase, so I didn’t. Even if you call the police, I will still say the same thing in front of them. I didn’t touch it!”

“I…” Bai Yurou wanted to say something but was interrupted by Su Yuan. “Then call the police.” She crossed her arms and leaned lazily against the side of the bed, looking at Bai Yurou playfully.

Bai Yurou was infuriated by her. She took two steps forward and said, “Su Yuan, what do you mean by that?”

“It’s exactly what it means, literally.” As she spoke, Su Yuan took out her phone and dialed 110 in front of everyone.

“This isn’t good, is it? Do you need to call the police for such a small matter?”

Su Yuan raised her head and looked coldly at the person who spoke. It was a girl with a long face. Seeing Su Yuan looking at her, she quickly looked away.