As soon as Xu Haihua's words fell, Jiang Mingyuan and Mrs. Zhao's faces darkened significantly.
Mrs. Zhao, with a cold expression, quickly retorted, "What evidence do you have to say that? You can have leftover food, but you can't talk nonsense! Catching a thief must have proof, mindless babble won't do!"
She had seen Xiaolin's children around; even though the Xu Family didn't have much, they certainly wouldn't do such a thing.
If anyone, it could be Xiaolin's stepmother's brother who had brought this trouble; weren't they acting sneaky just a few days ago?
But now, it was even harder to voice this suspicion, what if it wasn't true?
Choked by Mrs. Zhao's blunt words, Xu Haihua's eyes immediately reddened, "Old lady! How can you say that about me! Why couldn't it be them! Before they moved into my house, we could leave our doors unlocked without any thieves sneaking in..."
