An Xiaotong paused for a mont and then continued, "...Then Du Tian called Father Du, but he didn’t expect Father Du to say he never touched that jewelry box, and insisted Du Tian took it himself.
Their argunt erupted over the phone, and tonight, as his father was getting off work, he went to the old house again, determined to get to the bottom of this."
"Since nobody admits to taking it, and sothing so valuable is lost, why not report it to the police?" Gu Qiaoqiao asked.
"Du Tian said if he really can’t find it, he would report it to the police, but then he got scolded harshly by his father. Makes sense, reporting to the police would definitely affect Father Du’s reputation," An Xiaotong said worriedly.
Gu Qiaoqiao frowned slightly but had to remind, "Sister Xiaotong, in this matter, don’t be too soft-hearted. If it’s not an inside job, then it’s theft. Why not report it? Besides, it’s not like it was gained through corruption; it’s a relic left by Big Brother Du’s mother."
"I understand the reasoning, but it’s unknown when the items were lost, and if we report it, the police would definitely co around, who knows what everyone will say then."
"Sister Xiaotong, let people say whatever they want; if sothing is missing, it must be reported. The innocent have nothing to fear, while the guilty reveal themselves. But I must tell you, you must stand by Big Brother Du on this, and don’t try to persuade him to let it go and swallow his grievances."
On the other end, An Xiaotong suddenly fell silent for a mont, and then seed to have an epiphany, her voice carrying guilt as she said, "Rest assured, Qiaoqiao, I will stand by Big Brother Du. My mind suddenly cleared up; no wonder when I told him not to search, Big Brother Du looked so upset. I was wrong, I shouldn’t have said that..."
"As long as you understand. Also, don’t hurry too much; you’re still in confinent. I’m visiting your ho this week to see your baby, and I have a gift for him." Gu Qiaoqiao advised.
An Xiaotong’s newborn was very cute, both obedient and understanding, sleeping after being fed, and blowing bubbles when awake. Gu Qiaoqiao liked him very much and planned to carve a peaceful amulet for the child as an aunt’s token of care.
Gu Qiaoqiao also understood that An Xiaotong was naturally tender and kind-hearted, which explained why in her previous life she faced such critical situations, and in this life, was bullied by an adopted daughter...
This was significantly related to her personality.
Thinking of this, Gu Qiaoqiao softly said, "I haven’t spent much ti with you both, so I don’t fully understand everything, but since you’ve grown up with Big Brother Du, you should understand and empathize with his feelings. At this mont, don’t interfere with anything; just quietly support him."
"Mmm, I understand." An Xiaotong nodded heavily, her voice filled with guilt. "Qiaoqiao, to be honest, sotis I just wish that my family mbers could love each other and never quarrel.
Money is an external thing—if it’s gone, it’s gone. Family love is irreplaceable. Even though the things left by Du Tian’s mother are valuable, if they cause a rift between father and son, it’s just a laughable matter for many people.
But upon careful thought, I realized I was wrong. I shouldn’t think that way.
To Du Tian, it’s not about the monetary value; these are things by which he rembers his mother. After getting married, Du Tian intended to retrieve those items, but you don’t know, he barely visits the old house once in six months. When he finally managed to go, no one was ho, so it was left aside. Little did he know it would end up like this today..."
Gu Qiaoqiao sighed slightly, recalling a saying from her previous life: "With a stepmother cos a stepdad," which was, in fact, quite true.
In the past life, Du Tian passed away for many years without being noticed; everyone thought he was studying abroad. All those years, Du Tian’s father, Director Du, hadn’t bothered to check on his son or question why he hadn’t been in touch. It’s evident how indifferent a father could be.
Gu Qiaoqiao also knew that Du Tian’s stepmother had a son and a daughter, both of whom later beca prominent figures. Given their family’s background and their father’s affection, they had the best resources and were unlikely to falter. Sadly, it was unfortunate for Du Tian...
Fortunately, in this life, these things hadn’t occurred. Du Tian and An Xiaotong were married and now had a cute son. It seed that this lifeti would be very happy for them.
"Sister Xiaotong, Big Brother Du has had a hard ti. I don’t know about his relationship with his stepmother, but I guess it’s probably just surface-level. You should care for him more and make him feel the warmth and happiness of family, especially concerning today’s matter. No matter what he does, support him. I suspect his stepmother might approach you, and you mustn’t be brainwashed..."
Gu Qiaoqiao continued to caution, still sowhat uneasy.
Although An Xiaotong is now a formidable woman, her heart remains inherently kind and gentle. This innate nature can’t be altered, but she must have a sense of right and wrong and know what should and shouldn’t be done.
"Don’t worry, Qiaoqiao. Your words reminded of sothing. Du Tian’s stepmother always calls, asking us to visit, saying the old man misses us and wants to see his eldest grandson. Her voice sounds so sincere..."
"I’ve only seen Big Brother Du’s stepmother once at the wedding. She appears gentle and beautiful, but appearances can be deceiving. Be cautious and analyze the situation carefully. If it’s related to the Du family, you must communicate with Big Brother Du and never act on your own."
"Okay, I understand, Qiaoqiao, wait..." An Xiaotong hadn’t finished her sentence when the phone was filled with the loud cries of a baby—An Xiaotong’s son, crying robustly, likely hungry. Gu Qiaoqiao quickly said, "Sister Xiaotong, go check on the baby. We’ll talk later when you’re free."
"Okay, Qiaoqiao." An Xiaotong quickly hung up the phone.
Gu Qiaoqiao put down the phone and suddenly rembered the soup simring in the kitchen. Whenever Qin Yize was ho during her nstrual period, he would make a nourishing blood-replenishing soup for her, this ti being no exception.
Gu Qiaoqiao quickly headed towards the kitchen.
At the sa ti, Qin Yize was driving his jeep and had already arrived at the gate of the Du Family’s old house.
It was a large courtyard with a great location.
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