The servants also heard what Fourth Master Xi said and had different expressions.
The room was very quiet for a while.
Fourth Master Xi didn't know who to explain to: "Maybe I took it down last night and forgot about it."
Du Xiaoqin's expression suddenly changed.
She looked at Fourth Master Xi in astonishment, and then saw the inquisitive expressions of the servants, and felt a chill down her back for a moment.
She took Fourth Master Xi's hand, and the couple went back to their room.
Xi Wenlan was also slightly surprised.
The second and third brothers also heard their father's words, and their expressions were sarcastic.
After Du Xiaoqin and Fourth Master Xi returned to the room, the two argued a few words. Fourth Master Xi, who had always been good-tempered, spoke a bit loudly.
"...I told you not to touch the promissory note." Fourth Master Xi said.
The servants heard this and took a deep breath.
The fourth wife wanted to use the fourth master's money and framed it for others. This matter quickly spread in the Xi family.
Even the old lady asked about it.
The servants talked privately, feeling that Du Xiaoqin was not worthy of publicity.
"Did she have some gambling debt? She likes playing cards very much."
"Last time we went to Xia's house to play cards, the fourth wife lost a lot of money. No wonder she stole the fourth master's promissory note book."
I don’t know where this rumor came from, but everyone is saying that they think this is the most credible.
The old lady also asked Du Xiaoqin.
Du Xiaoqin cried and explained: "I really don't have a gambling addiction."
Old lady: "If you want a check book, use mine."
In front of her sisters-in-law, the old lady said this, confirming that Du Xiaoqin had stolen her husband's promissory note book. Du Xiaoqin's face was completely ruined and she was looked at as a joke.
She was planning to plot against Yun Qiao, but she ended up like this.
She knew it was Yun Qiao who was responsible, but no one believed her.
Du Xiaoqin stole the chicken but lost the rice.
For a time, she was embarrassed in front of her husband, mother-in-law and servants.
Fourth Master Xi was so angry that he came home late for two days and slept in the study, refusing to talk to Du Xiaoqin.
Du Xiaoqin tried her best to curry favor.
After finally coaxing Fourth Master Xi to feel better, she went to Yun Qiao's room, closed the door, and wanted to settle the score with Yun Qiao.
Yun Qiao was sitting on the sofa, wearing a light yellow cheongsam with a persimmon pattern and a ruyi-breasted pattern. Compared with the jasmine flowers that bloomed in early spring, she was more beautiful than the flowers.
Her black hair was loose and flowing from her shoulders, making her skin whiter than snow.
"...Why did you harm me?" Du Xiaoqin lowered his voice, but his expression was ruthless, as if he was looking for trouble.
"When will I hurt you?" Yun Qiao blinked.
Du Xiaoqin gritted his teeth: "Stop pretending! That note is so thin, why is it in my room?"
"Where should that be?" Yun Qiao asked her.
"You know best!"
Yun Qiao's face darkened slightly.
She looked at Du Xiaoqin, coldness creeping into her eyes. She was not angry and said: "It seems that you know better than me! If you fail, just give up. You actually want to find a place, you can't afford to lose?"
"This is my home!" Du Xiaoqin couldn't sit still when she stared at her and almost jumped, "Yun Qiao, don't be so proud!"
"You have not taken care of me for eighteen years, and now I am living in your house. How do you want to treat me like this?" Yun Qiao asked back.
There was no trace of guilt in Du Xiaoqin's eyes.
"You crawled out of my belly, I gave you life, you owe me!" Du Xiaoqin stared at Yun Qiao, "You ungrateful bitch! If you still have any conscience, get out of here!
"
Yun Qiao felt that the mother who was not nurturing was at fault; Du Xiaoqin felt that giving birth to Yun Qiao was a blessing, and that Yun Qiao was ungrateful and ungrateful.
Mother and daughter take matters into their own hands.
"...Can we stay here for another year?" Yun Qiao used a delaying tactic.
Since Du Xiaoqin felt no guilt towards her, he used tricks to hold her back.
When grandma is dying, every sentence has a profound meaning. Yun Qiao has already touched the edge and she wants to find out.
Du Xiaoqin slammed the door and left without agreeing or objecting.
Maybe, she couldn't do anything about the sticky plaster and had to find another way.