After today, the neighbors on the left and right will probably laugh at her to death; today she really, truly, made a big fool of herself.
Mrs. Fu, after weighing all the pros and cons, thought the clothes worth over six hundred yuan was just something Jiang Xin said on the surface.
Now she has figured it out; she understands immediately what’s going on.
I reckon, today when Jiang Xin returned home and noticed something missing from her room, she immediately guessed it was her doing.
That’s why she deliberately went to the town police station to report it.
It was all to get her caught.
What a vicious heart!
Now, she can only swallow it down along with her pride.
She hates herself for being so careless at the time, leaving traces for others to find.
Whether those clothes are genuinely valued at six hundred yuan is still uncertain.
There’s a high chance that Jiang Xin made it all up, and it’s entirely fake.
She just can’t believe it; their town also has a Department Store, where the goods sold are all high-end.
If you buy the most expensive clothes there, five dresses wouldn’t add up to six hundred yuan!
Gold is only a certain amount per gram these days, and thinking in that way, it’s simply ridiculous.
Mrs. Fu mulled it over again and again, and after weighing all pros and cons, she thought she couldn’t go back to her parent’s home to ask for the dresses. Otherwise, she would truly lose face everywhere.
So, this issue can only be borne by herself, thus Mrs. Fu thought for a while and said:
"With no solid evidence, you say these clothes are worth six hundred yuan, then they’re worth six hundred? You better provide evidence, otherwise, I won’t admit to it."
"Those clothes have already been sent to my parent’s home. How can I get them back now? Let’s think of another solution." Read full story at novel fire.net
"Anyway, asking me to go to my parent’s home and retrieve all those clothes is unrealistic. Besides, your new clothes haven’t had their tags removed. When I sent them over, my nieces over there had already worn them."
"If you want them back, wait until my nieces have worn them out, and if you don’t mind, I’ll bring the clothes back for you."
"This way, it can be considered borrowed, and there’s no issue of stealing. What do you think of my suggestion?"
Mrs. Fu shamelessly proposed ideas, going lower with every sentence.
Mr. Fu was suppressing his anger inside; he couldn’t believe Mrs. Fu could utter such shameless words.
Even as her husband, he found it hard to listen, since every word Mrs. Fu said was more extreme than the last.
Mr. Fu originally had a lot of anger bottled up, intending to endure it, but hearing Mrs. Fu’s words, that anger flared up instantly, he couldn’t hold it in:
"Aren’t you ashamed enough?"
"Things are already so embarrassing. Can’t you reflect on yourself?"
Everything Jiang Xin said makes sense; they are in the wrong, and on top of that, there is a tricky issue for them to solve.
Which is, they must return the stolen items to her, or else they can’t even afford the over six hundred-yuan worth of clothes.
Mr. Fu frowned, finally turned to look at Jiang Xin, and after contemplating, he chose to apologize to Jiang Xin.
Counting on Mrs. Fu’s mouth would just make the situation more contradictory.
So this burden could only fall on Mr. Fu.
Mr. Fu, after all, is a man, and having lived half of his life, he has never had to bow his head for anything.
After all, everyone has a sense of pride.
If it weren’t for the difficulty, he wouldn’t want to yield so easily.
After all, Jiang Xin was just his daughter-in-law in name; now apologizing as an elder to a younger person like Jiang Xin truly made him lose face.
But, faced with no alternatives, he could only do this.
Mr. Fu slightly bowed towards Jiang Xin: