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Qiao Lijun's mind went blank, and the bad premonition in his heart instantly magnified to the extreme.

Meanwhile, downstairs, Qiao Xinxin was still putting on a professional performance, crying and shouting that she wanted to call the police: "Mom, that was my first month's internship salary! It was stolen before I even had a chance to enjoy it! Waaah..."

"Call the police! Call the police! All you do is ask questions! Shut up right now!" Qin Fangfang stomped her feet in frustration, her hair disheveled like a madwoman.

Downstairs, chaos reigned. Mr. and Mrs. Qiao, completely overwhelmed, didn't even glance up, much less notice—their proud son and obedient adopted daughter were emerging from the same room, disheveled!

Qiao Xinxin caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of her eye, and she sneered inwardly, but on the surface she cried even harder.

"No, I have to report it to the police!" Qiao Shouguo, his eyes red, gritted his teeth and rushed out of the house, heading straight to his neighbor's house to borrow a phone.

Qin Fangfang paced back and forth in the empty living room, wiping away tears and muttering incoherent curses about the thieves.

"What?! My house has been burgled?!" Qiao Lijun's eyes widened, and he suddenly realized what had happened. He turned around and ran back to his room like a madman.

As soon as he pushed the door open, his legs went weak and he almost knelt on the ground.

Everything was gone! Solid wood furniture, large appliances, his decent leather shoes and suits, the Shanghai brand watch he bought with his hard-earned savings, even the few hundred yuan of his secret stash hidden in the deepest part of the drawer—all of it was swept away!

"My things are gone too! This... how is this possible?!" Qiao Lijun's voice cracked with disbelief. Did this thief come in a big truck?!

Hearing this, Qiao Mingzhu, who was standing in the corridor, panicked. She had been so nervous in Qiao Lijun's room that she had been too preoccupied with being discovered to notice the changes in the room.

She suddenly remembered that when she got up, she felt something was wrong... It turned out that everything was gone and the room was empty!

She stumbled to her bedroom door, pushed it open, and looked inside.

"Well……"

With just one glance, Qiao Mingzhu felt her vision go black and almost fainted.

The expensive red wedding dress hanging on the hanger was gone! Both large wardrobes, along with all the new clothes inside, were gone! Even the exquisite European-style dressing table and the dowry jewelry box on it had vanished without a trace!

"My money!!!"

Qiao Mingzhu could no longer feign a pitiful, innocent look. She screamed, her voice so shrill it could almost pierce eardrums, "Those are all the nice things my parents bought for me! My dowry!!"

Qiao Mingzhu was truly panicked at this moment, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

For her wedding, her family not only prepared a generous dowry, but also bought all kinds of nice clothes, shoes, and expensive gold jewelry. They even kept all the New Year's money and jewelry she had secretly saved over the years in her room! Now, it's all gone!

She stumbled downstairs, her already weak face now deathly pale, looking like a ghost.

Just then, with a "bang," Qiao Shouguo, who had gone to his neighbor's house to borrow a phone, pushed open the door and strode in.

His chest heaved violently as he took a deep breath, forcing himself to remain calm in the face of this catastrophic disaster. He was the head of the family; he could not fall.

"Mingzhu, stop crying! Go wash your face and tidy yourself up!" Qiao Shouguo's tone was harsh, exuding an unquestionable authority. "The wedding is later, and the Zhou family's wedding procession will arrive at ten o'clock! I've already called the police, and they'll be here soon. You go ahead with your wedding; I'll handle things at home!"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Mingzhu abruptly stopped on the stairs.

marry?

Now?!

Her mind was buzzing, and she subconsciously turned her head to look at Qiao Lijun, who was following her downstairs.

Just then, Qiao Lijun also looked over. Their eyes collided violently in mid-air, and both saw extreme panic and helplessness in each other's eyes.

Qiao Mingzhu bit her lower lip tightly in fear, her body trembling slightly uncontrollably.

What happened last night... has already happened!

But if I were to say it now in front of my enraged father... wouldn't I get beaten to death?

The house was just robbed, and my parents are already furious. If they find out about the despicable things they did and their attempt to ruin the marriage between our two families...

What should she do?!

Qiao Mingzhu lowered her head, clutching the hem of her clothes tightly, not daring to utter a single word.

But when Qiao Lijun saw his beloved woman trembling, his blood boiled and he didn't care about the occasion. He took a few steps down the stairs and stood in front of Qiao Mingzhu.

"Dad! Mingzhu can't marry Zhou Liguang today!"

A rough male voice boomed in the empty living room.

Qin Fangfang, who was still wiping away tears, froze. Qiao Xinxin, who was faking her tears, raised her eyebrows in the shadows, a glint of anticipation flashing in her eyes.

The living room fell into a deathly silence; you could hear a pin drop.

Qiao Shouguo suddenly turned his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on his son, his gaze like a knife.

"What...what nonsense are you spouting?!" Qiao Shouguo's voice was icy cold.

Qiao Lijun felt a chill run down his spine under his father's gaze. His eyes darted away for a moment, but he swallowed hard, steeled himself, and shouted, "I said, Mingzhu cannot marry Zhou Liguang! She can't marry him even if it kills her!"

"Because last night... last night we... Mingzhu and I... we were already together!"

Qiao Lijun shouted these words at the top of his lungs, and the veins on his neck bulged out.

In the empty living room, there wasn't even a sound-absorbing sofa. The words even hit the wall, creating deafening echoes.

The living room fell into a deathly silence.

You could hear a pin drop.

Qin Fangfang's hand, which was wiping away tears, suddenly froze in mid-air. Her bloodshot eyes widened instantly, and her eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

Qiao Shouguo was struck dumb, his face visibly turning from flushed to ashen, his lips trembling violently, and he felt as if a piece of broken glass was stuck in his throat, unable to utter a single word.

At this critical moment of deathly silence, Qiao Xinxin stood aside and gave the perfect response that a "normal younger sister" should have.

She abruptly covered her mouth with both hands, her large, watery eyes filled with shock and fear, her voice trembling with disbelief: "Big brother, you...you and Mingzhu...how could you...how could you do this?!"

At this point, she seemed to suddenly remember something, gasped sharply, and made a face that looked both enlightened and ashamed.