Chapter 1388
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Liu Shan was stunned because she thought that Yun Jian's bag must be filled with books related to learning.
Therefore, she had asked her daughter, Little Yuan Yuan, to knock over Yun Jian's bag. She thought that Yun Jian's bag was either filled with books related to learning or those weapons books that she used to put on an act.
However, Liu Shan had never expected that Yun Jian's bag would be filled with all sorts of butterfly knives, razor blades, and daggers.
Moreover, there was a whole bunch of them!
What was she trying to do? Kill someone?
She was just a girl. Although she had been admitted to the military academy, she was just a girl. Why would her bag be filled with all sorts of small knives instead of books related to learning?
This …
Liu Shan was stunned at the moment.
Liu Shan's son, Ning Sheng, was stunned as well.
When Ning Sheng first saw Yun Jian, he thought that Yun Jian was just a gentle and quiet girl.
He thought that Yun Jian was the kind of girl who would follow the path of life and listen to her parents, study hard and get into high school.
When Yun Jian was reading the books earlier, he thought that Yun Jian was looking at the learning material. He even had the illusion that he was in love with Yun Jian.
However, he had never expected that Yun Jian's bag would be filled with knives!
Not just one! They were all knives!
Just when Ning Sheng was extremely shocked, Liu Shan's astonished voice had already come. She shouted in a panic,
"Oh my god! You're a girl. It's normal for you to have books on weapons in your bag! Why aren't there any textbooks in your bag? There's only a black pen! Everything else is knives! This … why are you so weird, little girl! "
Liu Shan's screams quickly attracted the attention of the other employees in the florist.
Qin Yirou was also attracted by Liu Shan's screams.
She saw that her daughter Yun Jian's bag had been overturned and that it was filled with all sorts of knives.
"Oh my god! Everyone, come and take a look! Yirou, your daughter's bag is filled with knives! Those who didn't know better would think that he was going to kill someone! Look, look … "Liu Shan's shouts continued unabated.
After the commotion, even the manager of the flower shop, Wen Min, came back.
Yun Jian lowered her eyes. Liu Shan was still hooting.
"Pick it up." Just as Liu Shan's long-winded words continued, Yun Jian's faint voice suddenly sounded.
Hearing this, everyone present was stunned.
Liu Shan was also stunned. She didn't expect that Yun Jian would actually shout at her daughter, Little Yuan Yuan, to pick up the knife that had fallen over.
Liu Shan's little daughter, Little Yuan Yuan, who loved to cause trouble, pretended not to hear Yun Jian's words. She even pulled Yun Jian's bag and shook out the last thing in Yun Jian's bag.
"Hehe! Fun! " Liu Shan's daughter, Little Yuan Yuan, even laughed out loud. Then, she patted Yun Jian's bag and tossed it to the ground.
"Pick it up!" Yun Jian raised her voice. She frowned and suddenly raised her voice.
Her shout frightened Liu Shan's daughter, Little Yuan Yuan, so much so that she trembled and burst into tears.
This bag was the one that Qin Yirou had bought for her.
When Qin Yirou saw this, she was about to go up and help Liu Shan's daughter, Little Yuan Yuan, pick up her bag when she was stopped by Yun Jian.
"I was just about to test the power of these knives. Are you guys trying to challenge my limits?" Yun Jian said casually, but the words that came out of her mouth made one's hair stand on end.
"I'll pick it up, I'll pick it up!" Liu Shan was shocked. She was afraid that Yun Jian would really do something to her daughter, so she quickly squatted down to pick up the knives one by one and put them back into the bag.
Liu Shan was picking up the knives, but her attention was still on Yun Jian.
Qin Yirou went to Yun Jian worriedly. Qin Yirou asked Yun Jian worriedly, "Xiao Jian, two or three knives are enough. Why did you bring so many?"
Hearing Qin Yirou's question, the employees around them, including the florist manager, Wen Min, were stunned.
What did she mean by 'two or three knives are enough'?
Was this how she, as a mother, should educate her child?
In spite of it, what came next shocked them even more.
Yun Jian's red lips curled up as she told Qin Yirou with a smile, "My friend collected these 21 butterfly knives and gave them to me."
What kind of friend had such a hobby?
Collecting butterfly knives as gifts?
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