Xiaoyuan, clutching the chest, saw how Dong Sheng darted his eyes away and guessed the truth. Then, without hesitation, she slapped Dong Sheng across the face.
"I won't open the chest because we both have our dignity to consider. But I never thought that you would stoop to stealing from your own trust!"
"I, I…" Dong Sheng was stunned by the slap.
In a hurried explanation, he said, "My mother came to me, said my father was ill, and needed ten taels of silver for treatment. He's my own father, how could I just watch him suffer without the silver for medicine!"
"Xiaoyuan, you've been earning silver for your family, and I never said a word. So why do I get slapped when I give my mother some silver!"
"Slap!" Xiaoyuan, consumed with anger, slapped Dong Sheng again.
This slap was heavier than the one before.
She was furious.
