I walked toward the dressing room. The floor was covered with a thick wool carpet, so my feet made no sound when I stepped on it, which made the girl's humming sound even clearer and more cheerful.

The air was filled with the alluring scent of perfume.

I walked to the door and looked inside.

The floor-to-ceiling glass cabinet displays limited-edition bags from major brands, valuable jewelry and watches, as well as my favorite high heels.

Then, I saw something that sent my blood pressure soaring.

A girl with a high ponytail stood in front of a full-length mirror, bending over, holding my most expensive and treasured lipstick, applying it thickly in front of the mirror while humming a song happily.

There was also a bottle of Black Opium perfume on the dressing table next to it.

It was summer.

She stole my lipstick and perfume from my walk-in closet!

My fists were clenched, and I was about to rush in when I saw her pick up my bright red silk slip dress that was lying to the side.

A sexy and flamboyant nightgown, with thin straps hanging on a black clothes rack, was worn by Shi Xia. She held the hanger up to her face, held the dress up in front of her mirror, and admired herself from left to right.

My chest heaved violently, and I felt a rush of blood to my head.

"Who gave you permission to touch my things?"

I rushed over and shouted angrily.

She actually wanted to wear my nightgown!

That's so damn disgusting.

I have a strong sense of possessiveness and I hate it when others touch my things, especially when they steal them, and they are things that are so close to my body.

Shi Xia was startled by me. She stood there, stunned, and for a moment forgot how to react.

I stepped forward and snatched the nightgown from her hands.

Shi Xia snapped out of her daze, her expression embarrassed, but she quickly raised her eyebrows and looked at me with disdain.

What brings you here?

Her tone made it seem as if she were the one who owned the place.

"This is my home, and I can come back whenever I want."

As long as Fu Yanshen and I are not divorced, I am still the mistress of this house. Why does Shi Xia, a mistress, have the right to be so arrogant towards me?

"You haven't answered my question yet. Why did you steal my things?" I didn't give her a chance to change the subject and continued to press her.

Shi Xia frowned slightly, tilted her chin up, and bit her lip. "It's just using your things, what's the big deal!"

She seemed both guilty and feigning righteousness, and even accused me of making a mountain out of a molehill.

I also noticed that the lipstick and perfume she was using were the same two I had deliberately used to provoke her last time.

Is she trying to seduce Fu Yanshen?

If you're going to seduce me, fine, but you even used my stuff.

That's shameless.

Looking at her bright red lips and arrogant demeanor, I resisted the urge to slap her, took out my phone, and dialed 110.

Shi Xia looked at me in shock, her panic evident in her eyes, her face flushing red and then turning pale.

"Are you serious?!"

I had just hung up the phone when Shi Xia said to me, both ashamed and angry.

Ha, she knows she's being shameful.

"Of course it is. Touching my things without my permission is theft." I scoffed. "To deal with a thief, you have to call the police."

Shi Xia was speechless after I retorted.

This is an affluent area within Beijing's Second Ring Road. Shi Xia and I had just come downstairs when the police arrived at our door.

“Officer, it was her. She sneaked into my walk-in closet while I was away, stole my lipstick and perfume, and even tried to wear my clothes.”

I felt a little embarrassed saying those words.

Xia was truly a unique flower at this time.

However, remembering how she turned the tables on me last time, I knew I had to make a scene and teach her a lesson.

"I, I'm not a thief, I'm a guest here, she's misunderstood me."

Facing the imposing police officers, Shi Xia was clearly embarrassed and felt guilty, and her voice lacked confidence.

"Mrs. Fu, is she a guest in your home?" the policeman asked me.

That question stumped me.

Can I say she's my husband's potential mistress? The future new mistress of this place?

"She is a guest here."

Just then, a clear, deep male voice came from the doorway.

Fu Yanshen returned, followed by Lin Xiao.

"Mr. Fu."

The lead policeman stepped forward and greeted him.

Fu Yanshen nodded to the police officers, took out two cigarettes from the cigarette pack, and handed them to the two officers respectively.

"Shi Xia is a guest of my home. It was all a misunderstanding. Thank you both for making this trip."

He actually tried to send the police away, and I immediately went up to argue with him.

Fu Yanshen stared at me coldly, giving me a warning look.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, Mr. and Mrs. Fu, we won't bother you any longer."

Just as I was about to speak, the lead policeman spoke first.

They actually refused to continue investigating for me, the person who reported the case, and wanted to drop the case and leave?

I stepped forward. "Officer, my case—"

"Lin Xiao, please see the two officers off for me."

Fu Yanshen raised his voice to interrupt me.

The two policemen left immediately without saying a word.

"Brother Fu..."

Just as the police and Lin Xiao disappeared through the doorway, Shi Xia's timid voice rang out in the living room.

She bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, her almond-shaped eyes filled with tears, looking incredibly aggrieved.

Fu Yanshen hummed in response to her and gave her a reassuring look in front of me.

He turned and looked at me seriously.

"What's wrong that you called the police and had them come to your house?" The man's tone was accusatory and impatient.

She acted like she thought I was being pretentious.

"You little childhood sweetheart, you sneaked into my walk-in closet and stole my lipstick and perfume. You even tried to wear my nightgown, but I caught you red-handed."

"If you don't believe me, you can check the hallway surveillance footage."

I looked him straight in the eye and said in a low, disdainful tone.

How could he possibly tolerate a girl who's so groveling?

Upon hearing my words, Fu Yanshen frowned slightly and looked at Shi Xia.

Shi Xia slowly raised her chin, her bright red lips clashing sharply with her pale face. Her delicate eyebrows were furrowed.

"Brother Fu, I went to Miss's dressing room."

As she spoke, she lowered her eyelids, "I felt really bad about moving in here and living here for free, so I thought I'd help you clean up. I was cleaning the walk-in closet when the young lady came back..."

Her tone was filled with humility and grievance.

This summer, she's lying again.

“We have maids to clean the house, what are you pretending for? And the main point is that you stole my things.” I glared at her.

"I don't."

"Then where did you get the lipstick on your lips and the perfume on your body?"

She tried to argue, and I refuted her.

Shi Xia looked as if she had suffered a great injustice.

“Miss, the lipstick and perfume I’m using now are all my own. I can afford lipsticks and perfumes that cost several hundred yuan. I wouldn’t steal yours.”

She looked at me and spoke with utmost sincerity, telling a lie that completely distorted the truth.

I seized on a loophole in her lie, "My lipstick cost over 300,000 yuan, not a few hundred—"

"Sheng Qiaoqiao".

At this moment, Fu Yanshen, with a gloomy face, coldly interrupted me.

I clenched my fists. Did he not believe me again?