CHAPTER 624: CHAPTER 601: LEFT UNRESOLVED

"You’re still asking? You have the nerve to ask? You have the audacity to ask? Tell me where those jewelry items from my box went! Where did you take them? You’ve put a bunch of fakes here to fool me, did you know that yesterday, when I wore this jade ring out, I got laughed at by others.

Tell me, where exactly did you take all these things, bring them back to me."

Mrs. Song was so angry she couldn’t choose her words.

Mr. Song looked at Xiao Hui’s frightened pale face and had no choice but to try and ease the tension; he didn’t quite believe Xiao Hui did it, but regardless, his wife had already called her back with much ado.

"Can’t you speak nicely? Look, you’ve scared the child! We don’t know if it was Xiao Hui, why do you immediately put the blame on her? Didn’t we agree to calmly ask the two kids about this?"

Mrs. Song angrily said, "Are you defending her too? If it wasn’t her, then who could it be? Besides her, Fang Xiaohui in this house, who else would care about such things like jewelry? I’ve kept these things at home for decades. The trouble happened just when Fang Xiaohui marries into this family, all my jewelry box contents turn into fakes.

So tell me, if she didn’t do it, who did? Was it you? Or was it the son?"

Mr. Song patiently argued, "What would we two men do with a pile of jewelry? It’s completely useless to us."

The Song family’s character really wouldn’t allow them to do such a thing, so the only suspicious person in the household had to be Fang Xiaohui.

Because the only sudden addition to the family was the new daughter-in-law.

"Mom, even though I’ve just married into the family not long ago, I wouldn’t be so narrow-minded as to take your jewelry. Besides, what would I do with your jewelry? If you don’t believe me, ask Mohuan; I hardly wear jewelry on a daily basis.

The ring I wear was bought during our wedding, the rest I hardly wear, so why would I take them?"

Fang Xiaohui’s face was full of grievance and frustration.

She stuck firmly to this point.

Song Mohuan was definitely on his wife’s side.

"Mom, you must be mistaken, Xiao Hui isn’t that kind of person. Xiao Hui doesn’t even wear jewelry, what would she need your jewelry for?"

Protecting his wife, Fang Xiaohui sobbed in his arms like a rain-drenched pear blossom.

Song Mohuan was heartache-stricken.

Mrs. Song angrily retorted, "You fool, just because she doesn’t wear them doesn’t mean she can’t sell them! Do you know how much these pieces of jewelry are worth altogether? They’re worth at least hundreds of thousands. Now they’re all gone, replaced by counterfeits.

Think about it yourself; if an outsider did this, why would they bother replacing mine with fakes? If it were a thief, they’d just take them and go, why would they deceive me with fakes? This has to be an inside job."

At this moment, Mrs. Song’s mind was exceptionally clear.

Fang Xiaohui cried sorrowfully, "Mom, if you’re not convinced, ask Mohuan. We earn only so much every month, just over a hundred bucks combined for the two of us. After spending on the kids and household expenses, the savings are limited, what would we need so much money for?

You know the situation with my family; my biological parents have cut ties with me, and my adoptive parents hardly visit me. What would I need the money for?"

Song Mohuan certainly knew the background and believed everyone acts for a purpose.

Taking the jewelry would be for wearing or exchanging it for money.

To wear, Fang Xiaohui doesn’t even like jewelry.

As for exchanging for money, she has no need, the combined income of the two is adequate for their needs.

Why would she need the money?

The reasoning simply doesn’t add up.

Mrs. Song was also skeptical; when she discovered this yesterday, she came back and emptied the jewelry box.

She found out more than half had been substituted with fakes, which infuriated her.

But she wasn’t rash, she calmly considered for a while and felt her instincts pointing decisively towards Fang Xiaohui.

Because the only person with a motive to need money in this family was Fang Xiaohui.

Her husband and son had no reason to do this; if her son had asked, wouldn’t she give it to him?

But now, listening to her son, combined with Fang Xiaohui’s earnest sobbing, Mrs. Song began to think she might be wrong.

Could there be someone else?

Mrs. Song began to suspect.

Had she guessed wrong?

Song Mohuan looked at his mother, "Mom, you’re right, since this happened, it’s definitely done by someone inside the house. But we only have so few people; there’s also the aunt, why don’t you call her over and ask?

The aunt is also the biggest suspect; she has several kids back in the village. If anyone’s short of money, it would be her, more than us."

The aunt was summoned, she’d been working for them for five years, and never imagined herself being accused of theft.

It scared her into tears; after all, losing this amount of jewelry was a major affair.

"Brother Song, this is a serious matter with the family, you should just report this to the police. I really didn’t take it, if I did, may I be struck by lightning. Wherever I work, I keep clean hands; we live by our integrity.

Even if I had ten mouths, I couldn’t explain this."

The aunt was honest and had never seen such a scene before; she was truly afraid. So much jewelry lost, how could she explain it?

Mrs. Song felt uneasy; she wouldn’t dare report this, some of her jewelry indeed had unclear origins. Reporting it would mean exposing her under broad daylight, inviting ridicule.

But in her heart, Mrs. Song was certain it had to be the aunt, this person couldn’t stay, so she paid her wages overnight and sent her packing.

The aunt was deeply wronged.

It was the first time leaving someone’s house being chased out like a thief.

Mrs. Song felt supremely wronged, most of her jewelry had turned into fakes, and she had nowhere to turn, not even daring to report.

Meanwhile, Fang Xiaohui felt pleased; after the aunt left, her misfortune score even increased by 20 points.

This proved the aunt had been scapegoated, and thus earned those 20 misfortune points; she figured she should work harder.

This incident calmed down without much commotion, but the aftermath was unsuspected by anyone.

It was that Fang Xiaohui’s ambition grew, her courage expansive.

With others taking the blame for misfortune, what wouldn’t she dare to do?

Fang Xiaohui was delighted that no one knew she did it.