The stairwell returned to silence.
It looks like I won’t be receiving that 700,000 balance, Su Yi thought dejectedly. In fact, even that 300,000 deposit might get snatched back.
Money only loved her for a fleeting moment…
Clack, clack, clack—
Someone was coming up. Su Yi calculated the rhythm; this person was wearing sky-high heels.
She stood up and looked down, locking eyes with the person again.
“Well, well! Hiding here, are you? You think I can’t find you? Let’s see where you run now! You made me climb several flights of stairs!”
Wan Lingzhen climbed up, panting heavily, followed by those two servants still carrying large bags of luxury goods.
Su Yi was surprised. Her mother was quite persistent—still chasing her? Since when did she care so much about her “worthless baggage” of a daughter?
Three minutes later, she found out why.
《Mother, Why Are You Chasing Me?》
《Because Mother Wants to Frame You.》
“You’re saying I stole some diamond bracelet from Mrs. Chen? Are you okay in the head? At that banquet, I only ate two bites of cake and spent the rest of the time feeding mosquitoes in the yard. I didn’t even go upstairs. How can you pin this on me?” Su Yi sneered.
She remembered now. When Wan Lingzhen called her yesterday, she thought it was about her running away from home. Instead, her mother had immediately slapped her with an accusation of theft.
It seemed she was still too naive. She had thought too highly of her parents’ kindness. Sigh.
Wan Lingzhen was stifled by the retort, her anger rising. Just as she was about to explode, she noticed Su Yi didn’t look like she was lying. She asked suspiciously, “You really didn’t steal it? Then why did she say someone saw you?”
Su Yi raised three fingers and swore solemnly, “I swear, if I stole that diamond bracelet, my entire family can drop dead.”
“…You! Fine, just fine!” Wan Lingzhen’s face, which had just returned to its normal color after the stairs, flushed red with rage again. “You’re coming back with me to face her. I want to see what Mrs. Chen has to say for herself this time.”
Was this the social etiquette of high-society wives? Even when they were at each other’s throats, even in private, they still referred to each other as “Mrs. So-and-so”?
Su Yi found it hilarious, yet she wondered: was losing a diamond bracelet some new trendy fashion accessory for the rich?
She had just finished the case of [The Scandalous Bloodbath Triggered by a Diamond Bracelet], and now here was another stolen bracelet incident, with her as the scapegoat. Heh, she wasn’t a Toy Poodle who couldn’t speak human!
“I’m not going. I didn’t steal anything. Let them spread rumors if they want. If word gets out, people will just say ‘a bad bamboo can’t produce a good shoot.’ I’m not the one feeling the pressure—you are, my dear mother,” Su Yi spread her hands, acting completely indifferent. “Oh, and my dad.”
Her parents were truly “talents.” When she was one year old, a plane crash occurred in City A.
In an accident that left hundreds of families in agony, while others were busy grieving, these two were simultaneously scouting for wealthy widows and widowers.
In the end, they were highly successful. One pursued a wealthy heiress who had lost her husband, and the other snagged a tycoon who had lost his wife. Both husband and wife married into wealth. As the “baggage child,” Su Yi’s status also rose, beginning a life of living half the month at one mansion and the other half at the other.
Hearing this, Wan Lingzhen stood dumbfounded, looking at her as if she were a monster, then flew into a rage. “You wretched girl! You were born to spite me! You’re not coming back? Fine, don’t blame me if I cut off your—”
“If you want me to go back and clear my name, prove you didn’t raise a thief, and maintain your already fragile reputation as Mrs. Mo… sure. Pay me. One price: 700,000 yuan.” Su Yi interrupted her with a beaming smile.
Wan Lingzhen, whose threat of cutting off her allowance was stuck in her throat: “…”
Looking at her daughter, after the initial confusion, Wan Lingzhen quickly rationalized the logic. With a father as cunning, greedy, selfish, and materialistic as hers, this version of Su Yi made perfect genetic sense. That previous “timid quail” act was what was strange. Now, she didn’t have to worry about genetic mutation anymore.
“Blackmailing your own mother? What a joke.” Wan Lingzhen’s tone was disdainful. If she were that easy to manipulate, she would have wasted all these years in high society.
Su Yi immediately stood up and dashed downward. “Fine, if you won’t pay, forget it. Handle it yourself.”
The two servants had already moved down two floors as instructed, so no one stopped her. In the blink of an eye, she reached the landing. Wan Lingzhen was both shocked and furious. “You! Fine! 700,000 it is!”
Su Yi braked smoothly and smilingly pulled out her phone. “Transfer the money first.”
Once bitten, twice shy. This time, she wasn’t doing a deposit-plus-balance deal. She wanted it all at once.
It nearly turned Wan Lingzhen’s nose crooked with rage.
Su Yi followed her back to the Mo residence.
She looked around the place; the scenery was the same, the people were the same, but her feeling was entirely different.
The old her: Slouched shoulders, eyes cast down, submissive… ╥﹏╥
The new her: Head held high, walking with a breeze… ╮(~▽~)╭
Terrifyingly strong!
The servants watering the lawn and pruning the flowers: (⊙.⊙)?
How strange. Why was the “baggage miss,” who usually looked like a punching bag and always trailed a step behind everyone, suddenly walking at the very front?
Her head was held high, her back was straight, and she almost looked like she was treating the Madam as her follower… No, wait, how did she dare?!
Wan Lingzhen suppressed her anger, but no matter how much she quickened her pace, she couldn’t catch up to Su Yi. She even nearly twisted her ankle.
Su Yi was well aware of the commotion behind her. She walked boldly into the grand living room, plopped down onto the wide leather sofa, and smiled slightly.
She was wearing super comfortable Crocs. How could sky-high “beauty torture devices” possibly keep up?
“You’d better have really not stolen it,” Wan Lingzhen sat down as well, staring at her intently, her voice low. “Even if you did, you’d better hold firm. Keep your mouth shut. Don’t you dare admit it even if they beat you to death!”
Su Yi, who had just stuffed her mouth with a freshly baked pastry: “…”
With this kind of education, it was purely due to her innate talent that she hadn’t turned out completely crooked.
Within half an hour, Mrs. Chen arrived with her entourage.
“I said it was just a bracelet—if it’s lost, it’s lost. It’s no big deal, just think of it as giving a child something to play with. Yet you, Mrs. Mo, insisted I come here to confront her and clear things up. Fine. I wanted to save the child’s face, but I can’t let our housekeeper be accused of lying. Zhang Jie, tell Mrs. Mo what you saw that night.”
The jewel-bedecked noblewoman sat on the sofa, not even deigning to give Su Yi a glance.
But Su Yi knew exactly who this was just by the voice.
Wasn’t this the “Doudou’s Mom” who had threatened to send her a lawyer’s letter?
Su Yi realized the truth and couldn’t help but let out a soul-deep sigh: Good heavens, this world truly is a novel. Every damn thing is a coincidence.
This diamond bracelet was that diamond bracelet. Hadn’t she already said that Doudou’s big brother stole it? Did this “Mrs. Chen/Doudou’s Mom” really believe she had stolen it?
As Zhang Jie gave a vivid account, Su Yi observed them in secret.
As expected, no disguise could escape her sharp eyes!
Mrs. Chen appeared calm and composed, as if victory was in her grasp, but there was a flicker of anxiety in her eyes.
Su Yi pulled out her phone.
The air fell silent, and all three pairs of eyes finally converged on Su Yi.
“Mrs. Mo, Miss Su, you heard her? Around 9:00 PM that night, Zhang Jie saw Miss Su go up to the third floor with her own eyes. Please explain yourself, Miss Su.” Mrs. Chen’s smile remained unchanged, but her tone was contemptuous.
The person in question wasn’t panicked at all. She didn’t ask, “Did you see me open the door and steal it?” nor did she argue, “Steal your ass! I went up there to use the bathroom! The first-floor bathroom was occupied, and the second-floor one was too. Some ‘elite family’ you are, not even building enough toilets.” Instead, she silently connected her phone to the Bluetooth speakers, opened a video, and turned the volume to the maximum.
“So explosive! Have you guys heard the latest gossip? The recently viral cute pet streamer @Heaven Above, Hangzhou Below has dropped a new bombshell! Why did the little Toy Poodle, Doudou, suddenly fall ill when all the major hospitals found nothing? The reason is a mysteriously missing diamond bracelet… A son has fallen in love with his ex-aunt. The ex-aunt might become the daughter-in-law. The key is that the ex-aunt already has a child with the uncle! Help! Putting myself in Doudou’s Mom’s shoes, I’m literally shattering. Someone save Doudou’s Mom!”
The loud, exaggerated, deafening AI narration ended, leaving the massive living room in total silence.
The suspect’s mother, Wan Lingzhen, was a giant question mark. The witness, Zhang Jie, was lost in thought. The owner of the bracelet, Mrs. Chen, was breaking into a cold sweat. And the suspect, Su Yi, wore a mysterious smile.
“What is this? Su Yi, what kind of nonsense video are you playing? And you even connected it to the speakers at this volume. It’s a good thing your brother isn’t home. A nephew and an ex-aunt together? Isn’t that scandalous? If they have a child, what would they even call each other? Truly shameless. If I were this ‘Doudou’s Mom,’ I’d rather just drop dead from anger.”
Wan Lingzhen critiqued the story, then suddenly remembered the name Doudou sounded familiar. “Mrs. Chen, I recall your Toy Poodle is also named Doudou, right? Haha, what a coincidence. You also have an ex-sister-in-law.”
She laughed heartily. Looking at that hideous expression on Mrs. Chen’s face, she felt she had finally won a round.
Mrs. Chen’s furious gaze shifted from Su Yi to Wan Lingzhen like a sharp sword.
However, before she could bark out, “What nonsense are you talking about?”, another loud sound erupted.
This time, Su Yi played a clip from her livestream with the original audio.
When the playback finished, Doudou’s Mom’s furious roar from the recording echoed in the room.
Except for Su Yi, the expressions of the other three were a kaleidoscope of shock.
Zhang Jie, who had just been acting righteous, was now panicked. Mrs. Chen, whose face was already pale, now looked like she wanted to eat someone alive. Wan Lingzhen, who had been using the “coincidence” to mock the other woman, was speechless. And Su Yi was calm and collected, smiling without a word.
After a long, deathly silence, Wan Lingzhen spoke tremulously, “Mrs. Chen… this ‘Doudou’s Mom’… it couldn’t be you, right?” She was struggling to hold back her laughter.
She had only intended to annoy Mrs. Chen with a few words, but she never expected it to be real!
Mrs. Chen forced a smile. “Of course it’s not me. It’s just a coincidence. Stop sidetracking. Back to the point: how are we going to handle Miss Su’s theft?”
Su Yi crossed her arms, kicked her feet up, leaned back on the sofa, and tilted her chin toward Wan Lingzhen.
She wasn’t in a hurry. The one in a hurry was her mother, who was terrified of being labeled “the mother of a thief.”
Wan Lingzhen was in an excellent mood. For the moment, she ignored Su Yi’s arrogance and said with a beaming smile, “Mrs. Chen, oh Mrs. Chen. We’ve known each other for years, seeing each other all the time. How could you do such a thing? Afraid of being recognized by your acquaintances, you decided to pin the blame on my daughter?”
“What? Were you planning to let Su Yi take the fall for stealing your bracelet so that even if others recognized you as ‘Doudou’s Mom,’ they wouldn’t believe that ‘animal streamer’s’ translation of your dog’s words was true? That way, no one would believe the scandal of a nephew and an ex-aunt was happening in your family?”
As she spoke, she shook her phone, gesturing for Mrs. Chen to look at the trending topics.
#Beyond Ethics! The Beautiful Love of a Nephew and His Ex-Aunt#
#Doudou’s Big Brother: Cousin, from now on, I am your Dad#
#The Whole Internet is Searching for Doudou’s Mom#
#The Animal Streamer Drops New Melons Again#
Mrs. Chen’s blood boiled; she felt like she might spit out blood.
She had calculated everything, but she never expected it to spread so fast that even a total lockdown couldn’t stop it. These damn netizens!
And that damn woman!
A gold-digger from the lower class who used her looks and tricks to seduce Mrs. Chen’s brother and forced her way in by getting pregnant. Mrs. Chen and her parents had endured it for years before finally kicking her out.
And yet, that slut had turned around and seduced Mrs. Chen’s son! She had him so infatuated that he insisted he was the one who had pursued her relentlessly and was determined to marry her. It was enough to kill her with rage!
At that moment, a piece of elegant classical music suddenly played. It rang for a long time.
Su Yi checked her phone. Fortunately, it wasn’t her playing it—she was allergic to “classy.”
“Why aren’t you answering the phone, Mrs. Chen?” Wan Lingzhen prompted with a smile.
Mrs. Chen glared at her, then saw it was her eldest son.
Could it be that he had come to his senses? She knew her son was a good boy; he couldn’t be that foolish.
He was just led astray for a moment. As long as he reined himself in in time, it would be fine. So what if the rumors spread? So what if acquaintances in the circle recognized them? It was all hearsay, no evidence!
There were plenty of weird, attention-grabbing news stories online. She’d just release some dirt on minor celebrities to cover this up, and those bored netizens would stop clinging to it.
As for the social circle… as long as Su Yi admitted—no, she didn’t even need her to admit it. As long as the people in the circle knew Su Yi was the one who stole the bracelet, that would be enough!
In that instant, many thoughts flashed through Mrs. Chen’s mind. She eagerly tapped the answer button, not noticing she had accidentally hit the speakerphone.
“Mom! Lianyun is pregnant with my child! I’m going to marry her!”
Mrs. Chen stood up abruptly, stumbled, and fell back onto the sofa. Her face instantly turned the color of pig liver, and her eyes snapped shut.
“Madam!” Zhang Jie screamed and lunged toward her. No matter how she patted or called, there was no reaction. She burst into loud wails. “Madam, don’t scare me!”
The performance was very realistic—even her eyelids didn’t flicker—but the fist that looked like it wanted to crush the phone betrayed Mrs. Chen’s true state.
The ‘Faint-Escape’ technique is pretty good.
Su Yi straightened her back and looked away. She thought to herself: Life is a play; the quality depends entirely on the acting.
Looking up, many servants had rushed into the living room, staring at each other. Wan Lingzhen was still sitting on the sofa, her expression contorted—a mix of wanting to laugh and being terrified.
“This is bad! Mrs. Chen has been scared to death!” Su Yi shouted.
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