"It must have been Zhang Ting and that old hag—they definitely stole my mom's things!"
With this, Shangguan Rui could finally match that voice to the one from before; it indeed was the sound of many pieces of jewelry clashing together.
"My mom's things were always in the main bedroom's wardrobe. We originally planned to move them to my room, but there were too many, so I'd only take what I needed when I needed it."
Gu Qianqian spoke at a frantic pace, clearly anxious, "But when I went to get a bracelet, all the stuff was gone. Grandpa, what are we going to do now?"
Gu Qianqian was so upset she was nearly crying, her voice cracking with sobs.
If only she hadn't persuaded Grandpa that day, would her mother's things still be safe?
She was so filled with regret that it hurt.
"Grandpa, say something, please. What if they sell mom's things?"
