After three years of misplaced affection, Mrs. Yu is no longer willing to pretend to be obedient.

Upon hearing this, all eyes in the room once again focused on Jian Ailing.

Yu Yunxiao and Bai Xinrui's eyes changed slightly, clearly showing their excitement about the direction the plot was taking.

The other relatives looked even more surprised, completely unexpected that Jane Ailing would agree to the suggestion.

Just now, Yu Yunting standing in front of her briefly brought Jian Ailing to her senses, and she began to have the energy to think about the current situation and circumstances.

She knew that her grandmother wanted to protect her and preserve the Yu family's reputation, so she didn't want to make a big fuss.

But now it seems that if they decide to settle out of court, she will be forced to apologize to Zeng Ying, and Zeng Ying will choose to be "generous" and not pursue her responsibility. Wouldn't that mean she has to take all the blame, which is equivalent to admitting that she is the jewel thief?

She already had enough stigma, and Jane Eyling really didn't want to take on any more of these unfounded accusations.

Zeng Ying may have thought that she would apologize as always to keep the peace and quickly let the matter go, regardless of what she would bear.

But she refused.

After all, the Yu family's reputation wasn't something Jian Ailing needed to maintain or consider. She cared more about her own reputation than the Yu family's.

"Second sister-in-law, you actually dare to call the police?" Zeng Ying looked at her, her eyes carrying a hint of threat.

"If the police come to the door and review the surveillance footage, they will reach the same conclusion."

There were no security cameras in the banquet hall, only at the stairwell, which only captured footage of Jian Ailing and Zeng Ying going up to the second floor during that period.

"Why is it that looking at the surveillance footage, the only conclusion you can draw is that I stole this necklace? Didn't you also go up to the second floor at that time?" Jian Ailing's face didn't show much expression, but her eyes were filled with anger.

Zeng Ying didn't speak, but her expression changed slightly.

"What do you mean? Are you saying that Xiaoying orchestrated this herself to frame you?" Jiang Yurong took a while to realize the implication of Jian Ailing's words.

Jane Ailing raised the corners of her mouth slightly, which was taken as tacit agreement.

"Sister-in-law, aren't you going a bit too far with what you're saying?" Zeng Ying's face flashed with panic, but she quickly regained her composure. "Police investigations also require evidence. There's plenty of witness testimony and physical evidence proving you're the thief. Are you trying to turn the tables on me?"

She has all the evidence, but what evidence does Jian Ailing have? She can't just rely on her words, can she?

As Yu Hui listened, she also turned her gaze to Jian Ailing, to see what her response would be.

"How do you know I have no evidence?" Jane Ailing sneered.

Zeng Ying's face paled. She took a breath to calm herself down and squinted at her.

What kind of time is this? This woman is still bluffing? Does she think she can make everyone believe her just by putting on a cold face? Jiang Yurong revealed a contemptuous expression, "Then tell me, what evidence do you have?"

Over the years, she has raised Zeng Ying from a clueless young girl into such a refined young lady. How could she possibly do such a despicable thing?

As for Jane Ailing, coming from such a humble background, she only knows how to use despicable means to rise to power. Isn't it perfectly normal for her to do something like this?

Jane Ailing suddenly emerged from behind Yu Yunting. She slowly circled the huge banquet hall, looking down as if searching for something.

All eyes were on the woman pacing around the banquet hall, watching her walk to the trash can and even bend down to look inside.

They've learned quite a few new tricks, thinking they can fool everyone with this kind of pretense?

Jiang Yurong coldly watched as Jian Ailing slowly walked back to the sofa, to Yu Yunting's side.

"What are you looking for?"

"Find evidence." Jian Ailing looked at Jiang Yurong and Zeng Ying again, her gaze becoming more determined.

Yu Yunting looked at the woman behind him. Although her face did not show much expression, her eyes revealed a sense of calm and composure.

She's very different from how she used to be.

"However, I can't verify this evidence right now; we'll need the forensic department to come."

"Hmph." Jiang Yurong couldn't help but laugh out loud. "You calculated that Grandma wouldn't agree to call the police, so you said this ambiguous thing to bluff your way out, didn't you?"

"Ailing, just say what you want to say." Yu Hui looked at Jian Ailing.

Since Grandma had said so, Jian Ailing finally spoke up to explain, "Because of fingerprints, fingerprints can prove that Zeng Ying is also a suspect."

Zeng Ying secretly breathed a sigh of relief and immediately raised the corners of her mouth. "You haven't forgotten, have you? This necklace is covered in your fingerprints. If the forensic department comes to investigate, they'll only find the fingerprints of both of us."

"Yes... so that's why there aren't any gloves in your room." Jane Ailing finally understood why Zeng Ying wouldn't let her wear gloves when she helped her put on the necklace.

Shouldn't such valuable jewelry be carefully preserved? Zeng Ying, like Jiang Yurong, also despises and looks down on her from the bottom of her heart. Although Jian Ailing is willing to believe that she has come to her senses and no longer sees herself as a rival, how could her prejudice and arrogance possibly disappear?

Zeng Ying's smile deepened, but she did not respond.

"But don't forget, I wasn't wearing gloves, and neither were you. I left fingerprints, and so did you."

Jane Ailing just walked around the venue once, and even checked the trash can in the corner to make sure she had worn gloves and would throw things in the trash can afterwards.

It seems she wasn't as cautious as she thought.

"It's my necklace, so what if I left my fingerprints on it?"

"Of course I'm not talking about the necklace's fingerprints," Jane said, glancing at the pale gold handbag on the table.

It was thanks to Zeng Ying's idea to frame her that Jian Ailing found the key to finally breaking the deadlock.

"What did you say?" Zeng Ying frowned, her expression changing slightly.

"Everyone just saw that I took this handbag and went through it... If your fingerprints are found in this bag, what do you think will happen?"