Ji Yanjun's expression hardened, and he turned to look at Liang Wenhua.

Liang Wenhua was startled and instinctively shrank back.

"Yanjun, what's wrong? Is there a problem with running a clothing store?" Ji Yousheng asked.

Ji Yanjun stared intently at Liang Wenhua and said, "Mom has been deliberately framed."

"Deliberately set up? Who set up you?" Ji Yousheng asked, puzzled.

Ji Ningzhi thought carefully, then asked, "Brother, do you mean that Mom's mahjong partner deliberately approached her so that she would steal...and give it to her?"

"Hmm," Ji Yanjun replied expressionlessly.

Ji Yousheng and Ji Ningzhi were immediately stunned and slowly looked at Liang Wenhua.

Liang Wenhua argued weakly, "Impossible, right? It's just two pieces of clothing and a few sheets of paper. What do you mean by intentional or not, or cheating? You're making it sound too serious."

Upon hearing this, Wen Qing suddenly raised her eyes, her gaze unusually cold. Liang Wenhua trembled and dared not look directly at Wen Qing.

"Yanjun, is it serious?" Ji Yousheng asked.

"Mm." Ji Yanjun nodded.

How serious is it?

Ji Yanjun said in a deep voice, "A few months ago, Wen Qing had already started planning the children's clothing project. Hengheng would try on more than three outfits every day, and the drafts were revised more than twenty times. The four or five drafts we see now probably represent two or three hundred drafts that Wen Qing has already scrapped."

"So many?" Ji Ningzhi exclaimed in surprise.

Ji Yanjun continued, "Recently, we've entered the final revision stage. At Fengqing Group, everything is ready, including fabrics, production staff, buttons and zippers, factory sites, sales, and customer contracts. Now that the clothes and designs are gone, all the preparations are useless. Besides paying the production staff, factory sites, and sales staff every day, the customers will have to pay multiple times the penalty according to the contract if they don't deliver on time."

"How much?" Ji Yousheng asked hurriedly.

“Over ten thousand,” Ji Yanjun said.

Upon hearing this, Ji Yousheng and Ji Ningzhi gasped. Tens of thousands of yuan! In this era when a meat bun only cost a few cents, tens of thousands of yuan was an astronomical figure. Would it directly bankrupt Feng Qing or force him to stop working?

Even Liang Wenhua's legs went weak after hearing this.

"Mom, do you think it's serious?" Ji Yanjun asked.

Liang Wenhua was speechless. Although she didn't understand the affairs of Fengqing Group, she knew that missing work and time would result in extra expenses. Seeing her son's extremely pale face, she knew that the matter was serious and felt uneasy and a little scared.

"Then, then, what do we do now?" Ji Ningzhi asked.

"Go get it back, it must come back!" Ji Yousheng said sternly, slamming his cane against the ground.

"We're not coming back." Wen Qing, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke.

"Why? Sister-in-law, those are your things, why can't we get them back? We'll go to her house and make a scene, we'll search her house, I don't believe we can't find them!" Ji Ningzhi said, "Tens of thousands of yuan, that's something I never even dared to dream of."

"Did you get them back just now? Did she admit to taking the clothes and manuscript? Are there any witnesses? Is there any physical evidence?" Wen Qing retorted, "Nothing at all. Even if you bring in the police, it won't do you any good. She can still sue you for false accusation."

Ji Ningzhi was immediately rendered speechless.

"Wen Qing, what should we do? Is there any other way? Can you still remember the things you drew?" Ji Yousheng asked worriedly.

“I can’t remember,” Wen Qing said. “Besides, since they have a purpose, they’ve already started making the clothes and will try their best to get them out of the factory and sell them before we do. They’ll make tens of thousands of yuan or even more.”

Upon hearing this, Liang Wenhua's face turned deathly pale.

Ji Yousheng and Ji Ningzhi were shocked. In other words, Liang Wenhua not only caused Feng Qing to suffer heavy losses, but also made his opponents rich.

Go back for clothes and manuscripts? Just like Wen Qing said, not only will you not get them, but others might also take advantage of this opportunity to promote their own children's clothing using Feng Qing's brand. After all, they came prepared, while the Ji family was caught off guard.

For a moment, the main room was deathly silent.

Wen Qing and Ji Yan both fell into deep thought.

Ji Yousheng was heartbroken, and a fire burned fiercely in his chest.

Ji Ningzhi was stunned.

Liang Wenhua stood there, her face pale. She never imagined that this new mahjong partner would betray her. She thought she treated her mahjong partners well, but she never expected to be taken advantage of. She was furious.

Just then, a faint sound came from the side gate.

The group turned to look and saw that Hengheng had woken up at some point. Not only did he open the door himself, but he also used his chubby little hands to support himself against the wall and walked from the room to the main room, his sleepy little face full of smiles.

"Mommy..." the little one called out in a childish voice, his two chubby little hands gripping the wall as he walked sideways toward Wen Qing: "Mommy..."

Wen Qing had been feeling heavy-hearted and extremely agitated, but upon seeing Heng Heng, her heart softened instantly.

"Mom," Hengheng called out, his words mumbled.

Wen Qing walked over and squatted down next to Hengheng. Hengheng let go of the wall and threw himself into Wen Qing's arms: "Mommy..."

"You're awake?" Wen Qing smiled and hugged his chubby body. A faint milky scent wafted over, the smell of her son.

"Mother……"

"Hey, Mom's here. Why are you calling for Mom?" Wen Qing asked gently.

"Mom," Hengheng called again.

Wen Qing smiled, picked up Hengheng, ignored everyone, and went straight into the room to start packing, leaving the main room quiet.

Ji Yousheng, Ji Yanjun, Ji Ningzhi, and even Liang Wenhua all knew that Wen Qing was angry this time, very angry, and didn't want to leave anyone present.

Ji Yousheng had been burning with rage ever since. Tens of thousands of yuan! Tens of thousands of yuan for nothing! He looked at Liang Wenhua and snapped, "What are you all standing there for? Go ask for it again! Go!!"

Liang Wenhua was startled.

Ji Ningzhi was also startled.

Ji Yanjun stood up without saying a word and walked towards Wen Qing and Heng Heng.

"Go ahead!!" Ji Yousheng roared, "Liang Wenhua, let me tell you, if you don't get your things back this time, and Feng Qing gets implicated, I'll, I'll divorce you!"

Liang Wenhua was startled by what he heard.

Ji You's chest heaved with anger. This Liang Wenhua was too much, too arrogant.

"Mom, Mom, let's go try again." Ji Ningzhi pulled Liang Wenhua to their mahjong partner's house again.

If they had any doubts about what Ji Yanjun and Wen Qing said earlier, seeing their mahjong partners' families leave their house and move out quickly, they now believed them without a doubt.

"Mom, she was here when we came over, how come the door is wide open and she's gone?" Ji Ningzhi asked in a daze. It was unbelievable. She was currently in college and had friends from all over the country. She had heard stories of highway robbers, swindlers and cheaters from her classmates.

For example, there were stories of women from other places who would marry a man in their village to swindle him out of 500 yuan. After sleeping with him for one night, the woman would take the 500 yuan and disappear without a trace. Ji Ningzhi had only heard about such things before, and the stories she heard always felt unreal. She never expected that these "hearsay" stories would actually happen to her, to her mother.

Liang Wenhua froze, staring blankly at the small courtyard. She knew clearly that this mahjong player had just moved here from out of town, rented a house, and said he wanted to start a small business... Now he had run away without a word. She had no idea where this mahjong player lived or what he did.

In this day and age, you don't need to photocopy your ID card or anything like that to rent a house; you just pay the money directly. Where are you going to find someone to help you?

"Mom, where is he?" Ji Ningzhi asked blankly. She knew he had run away, but she still couldn't believe it.

Just then, Liang Wenhua's legs went weak, and he sat down on the ground with a thud.

Ji Ningzhi was startled and quickly went to help her up, calling out, "Mom, Mom, Mom."

Liang Wenhua stared blankly at Ji Ningzhi and said with difficulty, "More than ten thousand yuan, more than ten thousand yuan..."

"Mom, don't be like this. Let's go back and talk to my brother and sister-in-law, and see if they have any solutions," Ji Ningzhi said.

When Ji Ningzhi brought the news of her mahjong partner's disappearance back to the Ji family home with Liang Wenhua, Ji Yanjun was packing his things and moving them into the car.

Wen Qing held Hengheng and tried to coax him into talking.

Neither of them paid any attention to Ji Ningzhi nor looked at Liang Wenhua.

"You mean her house is empty?" Ji Yousheng asked, taking out his cane as he left the yard.

"Yes, it's empty. There's no one left, nothing was left," Ji Ningzhi said.

Ji Yousheng, his leg still in a cast, was trembling with rage, his cane slamming into the ground: "Liang Wenhua, look at this, look at this mess you've made!!"

Liang Wenhua shrank to one side, not daring to approach Ji Yousheng at all, fearing that Ji Yousheng would kill her with a single blow from his cane.

Holding Hengheng in her arms, Wen Qing pretended Liang Wenhua didn't exist and turned to ask Ji Yanjun, "Have you taken everything?"

"I've taken them all."

Wen Qing carried Hengheng into the car, without even telling him to say goodbye to his grandparents and aunt. Ji Yousheng and Ji Ningzhi were not at fault at all; in fact, they wanted to move closer to the car.

"Hengheng, Hengheng," Ji Yousheng and Ji Ningzhi called out.

Wen Qing held Hengheng in her arms and finally said, "Hengheng, say goodbye to Grandpa and Aunt."

Hengheng waved at the car window.

Ji Yousheng smiled.

"Dad." Ji Yanjun then spoke to Ji Yousheng, "Dad, you're still injured, take care of yourself." Then he turned to Ji Ningzhi and said, "Ningzhi, please take good care of Dad. If I have time in a few days, I'll come back to see you all by myself."

Did Yanjun come back alone?

Does that mean Wen Qing and Heng Heng won't be coming back? Ji Yousheng and Ji Ningzhi both knew that Wen Qing was angry, and that Liang Wenhua was indeed to blame, so neither of them dared to say anything.

Ji Yousheng asked worriedly, "What are you going to do with these clothes and stuff? They're worth over ten thousand yuan."

Ji Yanjun was silent for a while before saying, "I heard from Wen Qing that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, in a few days, clothes made by Wen Qing will be selling like hotcakes on the streets under other people's names."

"Then there's no way to stop it?" Ji Yousheng asked.

Ji Yanjun countered, "They've already left, how can we stop them?"

Ji Yousheng and Ji Ningzhi were speechless.

Ji Yanjun opened the car door, got in, started the car, and drove away.

From beginning to end, he ignored Liang Wenhua, and even after Ji Ningzhi helped Ji Yousheng into the courtyard, he did not call out to Liang Wenhua.

Liang Wenhua stood outside the courtyard, watching Ji Yanjun's car disappear from sight.

Ji Yanjun drove his car and, before leaving the county town, turned onto the dirt road. The dirt road is no longer a dirt road. Since Fengqing Group was established, Fengqing Group spent money to repair the road and now it has become a cement road. There are usually no large motor vehicles, so the cement road is very smooth.

"After I drop you and Hengheng off at Shuiwan Village, Gangzi and I will go find someone to expose the people behind this. Even if we can't do anything to them, we at least need to know who they are," Ji Yanjun said as he drove.

Wen Qing nodded: "I'll try to get the manuscript out of the publication and minimize the losses."

"Hmm." Ji Yanjun hummed in response, glanced at Wen Qing in the rearview mirror, and then spoke again, "Qingqing..."

"Don't feel guilty. I chose this path myself, and I don't regret it," Wen Qing said. Life can't always be perfect. If Liang Wenhua doesn't repent this time, then she's beyond redemption. Wen Qing sighed and said, "Let's deal with Feng Qing's matter first."

“Okay,” Ji Yanjun replied.

Before long, Ji Yanjun, Wen Qing, and Hengheng arrived at the Wen family's house in Shuiwan Village.

Upon arriving at Shuiwan Village, Hengheng excitedly fluttered into Wen Qing's arms, calling out, "Uncle, Uncle, Uncle..." He was calling for his uncle, Wen Peng.

"Liangliang, Pengpeng!" Wen Qing called out from outside the courtyard.

Yao Shiling, Wen Liang, and Wen Peng immediately ran out.

Hengheng became even more excited, and Wen Qing almost couldn't hold him, but fortunately Ji Yanjun caught him.

Yao Shiling asked in surprise, "Wen Qing, why are you here at this time? I just brought you some vegetables. Is there something you need?"

"It's nothing, let's talk inside the courtyard," Wen Qing said.

"Okay, okay, have you and Yanjun eaten yet? Has Hengheng eaten?" Yao Shiling asked with concern. "Perfect timing, I'm making lunch right now."

"I haven't eaten yet," Wen Qing said. She didn't have time to eat; she was so angry she was practically full.

"That's perfect, I'll make a little more." Yao Shiling said, turning to ask Wen Peng to help with the cooking, but seeing him holding chubby Hengheng and the two of them having a great time, Yao Shiling smiled and said, "Wen Liang, you cook, make the food faster."

"Okay." Wen Liang quickly ran into the kitchen.

Ji Yanjun then spoke up: "Mom, you don't need to do mine. I'm going out for a bit now and will be back tonight."

"Let's eat first before going out," Yao Shiling said.

Wen Qing also said, "That's right, there's no need to rush."

"It's okay, eat well and don't be angry. There's always a solution to everything. I'm here for you." Ji Yanjun looked at Wen Qing and said gently, "I'll go back to Nanzhou this afternoon and bring all the unfinished clothes from your studio."

Wen Qing nodded: "Okay, you can make something to eat in a bit."

"Okay." With that, Ji Yanjun drove away.

Wen Qing didn't tell Yao Shiling about Liang Wenhua stealing her clothes and drawings. She only said that they were going to develop children's clothing. She and Ji Yanjun were both busy and didn't have time to take care of Hengheng. Hengheng didn't like his grandparents very much, so she brought Hengheng over for a couple of days.

Yao Shiling readily agreed, "It's great to bring them over. This place is spacious, and there are lots of children here. It'll be so much fun." As she spoke, Yao Shiling turned to look at Hengheng.

Hengheng was sitting on a stool in the yard. The stool was too high, and his legs were too short to touch the ground, so he swayed back and forth in mid-air. Wenpeng was sitting next to him, holding a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, feeding Hengheng.

Just now, when Yao Shiling mentioned cooking, Hengheng kept saying he was hungry. Now that Hengheng has started eating, Yao Shiling made a simple meat broth soup with bread for Hengheng before cooking for the adults. It's nutritious and easy to eat.

"Hengheng, don't just eat dry food, have some soup." Wen Peng scooped up a spoonful of meat broth.

Hengheng slurped it all up in one go. Hengheng isn't a picky eater, otherwise she wouldn't be so chubby.

Yao Shiling and Wen Qing watched and laughed.

The meal was ready in no time. After Wen Qing finished eating quickly, she returned to her room from before her marriage. She mentioned several types of fabric and asked Wen Liang to ride his bicycle to the county town to pick up five-foot widths of each. Then she quickly took out paper, pen, tape measure, wooden ruler, chalk, the existing fabric, the only remaining finished garment, and the only two remaining drafts. She then measured the dimensions and redrawn the garments, and forbade Wen Peng from taking Heng Heng far away. She would call Heng Heng over from time to time to measure the dimensions and check the proportions.

I was busy until evening.

Ji Yanjun finally returned.

Wen Qing looked up and asked, "How is it?"

Ji Yanjun then asked, "Have you been doing this all this time? Aren't you tired?"

Wen Qing shook her head: "I'm not tired. How are things on your end?"

Ji Yanjun carried a bundle of clothes he had brought from Nanzhou into the room, sat down in front of Wen Qing, and took a sip of water from the cup Wen Qing had used: "We found something."

"What?" Wen Qing asked.

Ji Yanjun replied, "Zhang Fangfang and Li Chuanli."

Wen Qing was taken aback: "Zhang Fangfang and Li Chuanli? What does this have to do with them?"

Ji Yanjun said, "Do you remember what happened with Zhang Fangfang, Li Chuanli, and Ning Zhi before?"

Wen Qing nodded.

"Li Chuanli's mother also caused trouble for the Shen family."

Yes. And then?

"Then, at Li Chuanli's insistence, Zhang Fangfang married him," Ji Yanjun said. "Li Chuanli's family was quite well-off; they had a sudden windfall and some spare money. Zhang Fangfang was interested in clothing, so she made money by imitating Feng Qing's clothes. With each imitation, she and Li Chuanli expanded their business, attracting many peers and preparing to establish a group. Some time ago, Feng Qing's group told the local police about this. Although they couldn't do anything to her, it was a warning, so she has become much more restrained."

Wen Qing listened attentively to every word.

Ji Yanjun continued, "Then, after hearing rumors that Feng Qing was developing children's clothing, she contacted a distant relative of Li Chuanli to get close to my mother, obtain the clothes and manuscripts, and prepared to use this opportunity to advance her career."

"How did she know that getting close to Mom would allow her to obtain my clothes and drawings?" Wen Qing asked, then pondered for a moment and said, "Could it be that Dad's leg injury wasn't an accident, but rather a deliberate collision?"

Ji Yanjun said expressionlessly, "Hmm."

Wen Qing gasped. This Zhang Fangfang really wouldn't stop causing trouble. She wondered if Liang Wenhua would be furious if he found out. The daughter-in-law he once had his eye on had not only stolen his daughter's sweetheart, but had also almost had someone break his man's leg...