The people around sighed with emotion, not expecting such a young child to be dishonest.
The security guard also asked Yue Qingqing, "Where are your parents?"
Before Yue Qingqing could speak, Zhuang Rouhui had already scoffed, "Her parents are no cleaner, as they say, 'A crooked beam leads to crooked rafters.'
Yue Qingqing became annoyed, "Aunt Zhuang, that matter last time was cleared up. It turned out you were wrong about my aunt. Why are you still trying to push the blame onto us?"
Remembering her embarrassment, Zhuang Rouhui glared fiercely at Yue Qingqing and swung the jade pendant she was holding.
"Either way, the indisputable fact is that I caught you stealing. Hey, what are you waiting for? Call the police," Zhuang Rouhui commanded the security guard irritably.
The security guard felt a bit pity, "The child is still young. Let's wait for the store owner and her parents to come and discuss whether to settle this privately."
