Yuan Siyin accidentally crosses into a novel and becomes the vicious female supporting character who shares her name in the book. Regarding this, Yuan Siyin expresses: I still have value, please sp...
Chapter 117: Golden and Glistening
The little thief looked down and realized that he had been bound tightly with a golden whip without even realizing it.
Ignoring his current predicament, he stared at the golden whip, his eyes gleaming with desire.
This looks like a really good item! It's incredibly valuable!
"Tell me what's going on, give me your name."
Yuan Siyin sat back down calmly, propping her head up with her hand and crossing her legs.
The little thief proudly raised his head: "You think I'll just say it because you tell me to? Then how much..."
"Then send them to the authorities," Yuan Siyin shrugged indifferently.
"No, no, no! My name is Jin Cancan! Waaaaah, pretty lady, you can't send me to the authorities!"
Jin Cancan panicked and hopped over to her, making a lot of noise but doing little. She sounded like she was crying and gasping for breath, but not a single tear came out; her eyes were just darting around.
"I'll believe you for now. Tell me honestly, where are your parents?"
Golden and shiny, it sounds luxurious.
How could a child see through her disguise as a man so quickly?
Yuan Siyin did not untie the golden whip, but simply took a sip of tea and continued her questioning.
Confess and you'll be treated leniently; otherwise, you'll spend the rest of your life in jail.
Resisting will be punished severely; you can go home for the New Year.
The horizontal scroll reads, "Give it to me!"
"I don't know, I ran away."
Jin Cancan shook her head, her dusty and disheveled appearance suggesting she wasn't lying.
Yuan Siyin felt like laughing for no reason.
The rebellious child was indeed wearing a yellow jacket, but it was so dirty that you could hardly tell the original color; it would be more accurate to call it dusty and grimy.
Seeing that Yuan Siyin remained silent, Jin Cancan could only try even harder to play the victim: "Waaah... I really didn't want to steal anything, I was just too hungry... I haven't had a proper meal in days."
This is my first time here too. Uncle Beggar said I could sneak in and steal some teaware to sell for several copper coins!
Yuan Siyin didn't say a word, not even bothering to lift her eyelids, and got up and left.
Jin Cancan looked completely bewildered.
What's going on?
But when he turned his head and saw a small, soft bundle peeking out from the table, his little mouth immediately broke into a grin.
Goodness, how much silver must that be?
Jin Cancan subconsciously reached out to scoop up the valuables into her arms, but found herself unable to move, only then realizing that she was tied up.
But could such a trivial matter stump the little tyrant?
When Yuan Siyin pushed the door open, she saw Jin Cancan wriggling on the ground as if he had undergone a transformation, but it was not hard to see that he was trying very hard to use his double chin to carry her bundle away.
Yuan Siyin was speechless, and uttered in a low voice, "Golden!"
The grayish creature on the ground shuddered, immediately lying down to cover its valuables, as if it were a thief, and protested, "I didn't! I didn't! You've mistaken me!"
"You...you...you...don't talk nonsense! I didn't mean to steal your bag!"
"Yeah?"
She strode into the house, easily lifted him up, picked up the bundle with her other hand, dusted it off, and put it back on the table.
But to be honest, she thanked him.
Thank you for not using his mouth!
The duck that was about to be eaten flew away right before his eyes. Jin Cancan's little mouth twitched, and he looked like he was about to pretend to cry a few more times. Yuan Siyin didn't even blink and stuffed a scallion pancake into his mouth.
"Eat, stop talking nonsense."
As she spoke, she untied the golden whip, sat down, and watched Jin Cancan wolf down her food.
I don't know whose kid it is, but they're even noisier than her.
That means with such eloquence and acting skills, it would be a waste not to send them to perform in operas—it's a gift from God.
It's better to stay in the capital; everyone knows Yuan Siyin's infamy.
If this were a child from the capital, they would have been terrified the moment they saw the hem of her clothes.