Fu Tingyan and Jiang Yu looked at each other. They had grown up together, so they could tell what each other was thinking with just one look.
Jiang Yu looked at Ye Xue. "Give me your bag."
Ye Xue lowered her head, her cheeks were slightly red. She sat there without moving. She did not want Jiang Yu to search her bag because she was afraid that he would see the diary in it.
Jiang Yu frowned. "Are you going to admit that you're a thief?"
Ye Xue hurriedly replied, "I didn't steal it."
"You're still saying that you didn't steal it? You won't even let Young Master Jiang check your bag. You're clearly feeling guilty. You must have stolen it."
Jiang Yu's eyes darkened and he looked at Wu Yue coldly. "Can you shut up before we verify it?"
Wu Yue felt a chill run down her spine and didn't dare to say another word.
