"Aunt Shiyin, isn’t your phone’s wallpaper a photo of Mr. Bo?! Does it have Mr. Bo’s Jade Pendant on it?"
Chu Qiaoen called out crisply.
Gu Shiyin felt a bit embarrassed immediately, hesitated, and touched the phone screen: "That was a graduation year photo with Mr. Bo, taken in my home’s garden with my dad. I didn’t look closely..."
"Aunt, quickly zoom in and take a look!"
Under Chu Qiaoen’s repeated urging, Gu Shiyin finally handed over the phone.
In the photo, Bao Gucheng was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, still exuding a cool, detached youthfulness.
Chu Qiaoen zoomed in, and zoomed in again, finally seeing clearly the Jade Pendant hanging from the belt around Bao Gucheng’s waist.
The size, shape, and pattern were identical to the one Xi Zuzi brought out for auction.
"We have evidence!" she exclaimed in excitement, holding the phone up, she said to the auctioneer, "I accuse the thief from Room 1 of stealing Mr. Bo’s Jade Pendant, falsely claiming it as their own to sell!"
Aunt truly is amazing, keeping that old photo, letting her find evidence so easily, embarrassing Xi Zuzi on the spot.
Humiliate her thoroughly, hahaha!
When Chu Qiaoen presented this photo, not just the auctioneer, but all the guests were dumbfounded, reacting quite strongly:
"What, so this whole time it was a fraud?"
"I said that girl doesn’t behave or dress like someone from high society, no wonder!"
"I’ve always said girls from small towns can’t be trusted, there you go."
"If it turns out she’s really a fraud and a thief, this isn’t something money can settle, with a million-dollar issue, that girl could go to jail!"
Xi Rubao felt embarrassed and uncomfortable being the center of gossip.
She didn’t really suspect Xi Zuzi of taking someone else’s things.
She just thought these fence-sitters were so disgusting!
Going back and forth, seriously, isn’t it exhausting.
"You people are talking nonsense, this is my sister’s Jade Pendant, what Uncle or Grandpa, how is it related to us, you have a photo as evidence, I have a witness, I testify that my sister always had this Jade Pendant, she even went to sleep with it!"
Behind, Gu Shiyin’s lips moved.
The scene was chaotic, and the manager of Emperor Song, Qiu Guosheng, was invited to handle the situation, and he too was at a loss: "This, this Jade Pendant, is it..."
Whether it was stolen, robbed, or owned by Xi Zuzi herself, he wasn’t the police to resolve this case.
Gu Shiyin spoke gently, softly: "Manager Qiu, why not invite the girl from Room 1, to come out and explain personally?"
Qiu Guosheng: "Then that’s all we can do."
Xi Zuzi gazed down coolly at the commotion in the hall.
Her jade-like fingers rested on the little crow’s forehead, playing with it.
The little crow chirped twice: "Ancestor, please, stop plucking Jinjin’s feathers, Jinjin is going bald, Jinjin isn’t a Peach Tree Spirit!"
Remembering how last time Xi Zuzi plucked the Peach Tree Spirit under the Queen Mother of the West bare when she heard a woman wanted to invite Bao Gucheng for dinner.
It didn’t want to become a bald crow ah ah ah.
Xi Zuzi lifted her jade-like finger lightly, gracefully stood up: "Hmm, okay, I won’t pluck yours."
Her gaze returned from the wallpaper photo on Gu Shiyin’s phone.
Ha, Ancestor doesn’t even have such tender, youthful photos of a young boy.
And this woman, actually does?
"Ancestor, where are you going?"
"To pluck someone else’s feathers. Oh, no, to expose someone else’s secret identity, don’t you want to see?"
Downstairs in the hall.
Everyone was chattering, Xi Rubao and Chu Qiaoen particularly arguing to the point of lividness.
The crowd inexplicably parted to form a passage.
A figure in plain clothes, a proud little black and gold bird perched on her shoulder, gracefully walked toward the auction stage...