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

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere at the scene became subtle again.

The other relatives no longer had the slightly excited expressions they had before, but instead became serious as they pondered.

What was happening in front of them seemed to have turned into a suspenseful stage play, with everyone listening to the words of the main characters on stage and thinking along with their lines.

After Shirley understood what they meant, she finally showed a slightly relieved expression.

Although she hadn't had much contact with her cousin, she had always heard of his reputation and knew he was a very unapproachable person. His wife, on the other hand, seemed approachable, with two shallow dimples when she smiled, and appeared down-to-earth and easy to get along with.

So in her heart, she still couldn't believe that her cousin-in-law was a thief who stole the jewelry her husband had given to her sister.

Zeng Yingxin was startled, her eyes shifting unpredictably, and it was unclear what she was thinking.

"Hmph... You just casually put your bag in a corner. I just sat on that little sofa, and I accidentally touched it with my hand. So what if I left my fingerprints on it?"

"Leaving aside the bag itself, what about the zippers inside, or even the inner pockets?" Jian Ailing held up the bag and waved it in front of Zeng Ying. "We'll know if the forensic department examines it."

Zeng Ying's face flushed red and then turned pale, and her eyes changed rapidly.

Jiang Yurong's arrogant demeanor vanished. She turned to look at Zeng Ying behind her, her gaze filled with suspicion and uncertainty. "Xiao Ying... what exactly happened?"

Zeng Ying's expression seemed to say something.

Yu Yunting frowned and looked at his younger sister with a scrutinizing gaze.

Zeng Ying felt stung by the gazes of these people. She bit her lip and tried to explain, "Even if there really are fingerprints inside, can you prove that I left them today? I've seen you carry this bag before, and I've touched the things inside. How can you say that I'm framing you?"

"You should despise everything I own, right? Why would you willingly touch it?" Jane Ailing's eyes showed a hint of helplessness. "Forget about this. The fact that I can say this proves that this fingerprint could only have been left by you tonight."

Zeng Ying clenched her fist, her nails digging deep into her palm.

Jane Ailing glanced at Yu Hui, then turned her gaze to Zeng Ying. "Like you, I also value Grandma's birthday banquet very much. I haven't used this bag in a long time, so I specially asked Aunt Lü to have it professionally cleaned a couple of days ago for tonight's banquet. If you need the receipt or cleaning record, I can provide it anytime."

Zeng Ying's face turned ashen. She opened her mouth, but found herself unable to say anything.

"So, are you still going to call the police?" Jian Ailing stared at her, then shifted her gaze to Jiang Yurong, a slow smile playing on her lips. "I'm ready anytime."

She was clearly ready to leave, but Zeng Ying pulled this stunt on her. It's time to let this family know who the real scheming woman is.

Jiang Yurong's expression changed, and she could only turn to look at Zeng Ying, gritting her teeth and whispering, "Zeng Ying, did you really do this?"

If Jian Ailing was the one who did it, Jiang Yurong wouldn't really feel anything. After all, that lowly wild girl had only managed to marry into the Yu family by using underhanded means, and Jiang Yurong had never wanted to acknowledge her as her daughter-in-law—a fact known to all the relatives present.

But Zeng Ying is different. Although she is the adopted daughter of the Yu family, she was taken in by the couple when she was a child and carefully raised.

Everyone praised her as a well-bred young lady, said she was a lady from a prestigious family, and said that Jiang Yurong was a good teacher.

Jiang Yurong felt particularly pleased every time she heard such praise from others. She didn't have a daughter, and the existence of this adopted daughter of the Yu family was enough to prove that although her eldest son wasn't very successful, she still had the ability to raise an outstanding child.

And now?

Her proudest youngest daughter actually went so far as to slander that lowly daughter-in-law from a humble background.

Not only did she commit such a shameful act, but she also managed to have irrefutable evidence presented in public, turning the tables on her and leaving her only able to hide behind her like a quail.

The person who had been trying so hard to defend her just moments before now seemed like a complete joke.

"Zeng Ying, say something!" Jiang Yurong's voice unconsciously rose, echoing in the quiet hall.

Zeng Ying bit her red lips, her mouth trembling. Her eyes were also red, making her look particularly pitiful.

"What's wrong, Mom? Now your precious daughter is also a suspect. Aren't you going to call the police?"

Jiang Yurong glared at Jian Ailing resentfully. She could tell, of course, that Jian Ailing's expression was defiant.

But she couldn't say anything at that moment.

"I've already said, this is a family matter, a family conflict, there's no need to take it outside." This time it was Yu Hui who spoke.

Hearing her grandmother's words, Zeng Ying's tense expression relaxed a little, and she breathed a very light sigh of relief.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yurong's expression relaxed.

"Zeng Ying, since you did this, you need to apologize to your sister-in-law and ask for her forgiveness." Yu Hui looked at her granddaughter, her voice turning cold.

Zeng Ying's hands gripped the hem of her skirt, trembling uncontrollably.

Why...why?

She had planned everything perfectly, from the surveillance cameras at the stairwell to the fingerprints on the necklace... She had thought it through very thoroughly!

She only made such a tiny mistake, how could Jane Ailing have noticed it?

Is that woman really that meticulous?

Why... why should I be the one humiliated in public, enduring those suffocating stares? Isn't this what that woman should have to suffer?

Why is my brother looking at me with such a disappointed look?

She just wanted to teach that woman a lesson...

The entire room fell silent, and Zeng Ying could feel everyone's eyes on her.

She used to enjoy being the center of attention, but now she just wants to escape and find somewhere to hide.

"Zeng Ying, can't you understand what I'm saying?" Yu Hui's voice became even more serious.

Zeng Ying dared not delay any longer and quickly walked up to Jian Ailing, her slightly red eyes looking at her expectantly. "Second Sister-in-law... I'm sorry, I was wrong. I just wanted to joke with you... Can you forgive me?"

"We're family, it was just a joke." Jiang Yurong immediately chimed in to smooth things over. "Zeng Ying is still young and doesn't understand. As her sister-in-law, you shouldn't take it too seriously."