"Sigh!"
Mrs. Liu couldn't help but sigh, worry filling her brow again. She didn't want to hide anything from Lin Jiaojiao, so she continued, "Yesterday, when I went to balance the accounts, no matter how I calculated, we were short of 1,300 taels of silver in the storeroom."
"Oh?" Lin Jiaojiao's eyes darkened slightly. After thinking for a moment, she spoke: "Could it be that someone stole it?"
Mrs. Liu shook her head, uncertain, but since the silver had vanished without a trace, there must be a reason for it. It was her responsibility to find that reason.
"I've questioned every person in the storeroom one by one, and they all seem fine. Since it's the Old Madam's birthday, I'm afraid of alarming her, so I didn't investigate this matter too much within the Chen Mansion."
Lin Jiaojiao nodded slightly.
This one thousand taels of silver didn't mean much to the Chen family, but if their grandmother were to find out, she might become angry.
