“A-Yue wasn’t entirely comfortable with Xia Chen’s biological mother, so I had someone do a little research on her,” Ying Rongrong said.
"And the result?" Xing Zhaozhao asked.
Ying Rongrong frowned again: "A complete mess."
"There are three siblings in their family. Xia Chen's mother is the youngest. Her eldest brother has a good reputation and had a proper job in a textile factory before he passed away. She and her second brother were spoiled by their parents and never did anything proper. They often went to some shady places with her second brother, got married and divorced several times. Later, it is said that she went directly to a man surnamed Liu and gave birth to her only child, Xia Chen, when she was in her early thirties."
Xing Zhaozhao: "..." Wait, why does this story sound a little familiar to her?
Ying Rongrong looked at Xing Zhaozhao, her expression somewhat grave: "Do you know what the most crucial thing is?"
Xing Zhaozhao snapped out of her daze, looked at Ying Rongrong, and asked, "What?"
"She got into gambling." Ying Rongrong gritted her teeth as she spoke of gambling. "Xia Chen was kidnapped, supposedly because she was so engrossed in gambling that she forgot about her newborn son. By the time she realized the baby was gone, it was too late for regrets. Her second brother was no better. The two siblings racked up a mountain of debt, eventually going bankrupt and still not being able to pay it off. It was their 'good' older brother who took on their debts, eventually working himself to death, leaving behind a widow and orphan. Those two shameless bastards still frequently go to their sister-in-law asking for money..."
"Ah..." Xing Zhaozhao remembered where she had heard this story before. It was also about someone surnamed Dong. What a coincidence!
Xiao Ji has already reported the incident to the police.
Before the police arrived, the store manager retrieved the dress that Ying Rongrong had prepared for Xing Zhaozhao and had her change into it in the fitting room.
Xing Zhaozhao looked at the dress that revealed a large expanse of her chest and hesitated for a moment: "Isn't it showing too much of my chest? I think my clothes are fine, maybe I shouldn't change them?"
Store manager: "..."
"It's just a simple square neckline, what's so revealing about it? As for what you're wearing..." The shop manager glanced disdainfully at her very contemporary floral print, forcefully shoved the dress into her arms, and pushed her into the fitting room. "You'd better go in and change. If you don't want to, I'll go in and help you..."
"...No need, I can change myself," Xing Zhaozhao stammered. She was a grown woman; it wouldn't look right for her to have someone help her change.
Xing Zhaozhao changed into a dress and came out of the fitting room awkwardly: "I feel weird all over, should I change back?"
Ying Rongrong and the store manager were both immediately impressed. The notoriously difficult-to-wear purple, especially the oily purple, looked particularly good on her, making her already fair skin, which was as white as warm jade, appear even more radiant. The cinched waist design hugged her slender waist perfectly, not too much or too little.
Upon hearing Xing Zhaozhao say she wanted to change it back, Ying Rongrong and the store manager quickly pulled her away, saying, "Isn't this fine? Why change it?"
After she finished speaking, the store manager found her matching shoes and jewelry, and also did her hair in a simple updo and applied light makeup.
Looking at Xing Zhaozhao, who seemed like a completely different person, the store manager nodded in satisfaction and said, "That's more like it. With such a good foundation, you should dress up nicely. You should dress like this more often, Sister Xing."
Xing Zhaozhao: "..." Does she dress like this all the time? Does she have a death wish? She'll be paraded through the streets.
She looked at her unfamiliar reflection in the mirror and smiled. She was indeed quite pretty, but it didn't quite suit her now. After all, she didn't belong here. This was a one-time exception.
The police finally arrived.
They carefully recorded what Xing Zhaozhao, the store manager, and Xiao Ji said about what happened. They also checked the surveillance footage from the time of the incident. When they saw Xing Zhaozhao throw a big man away with one hand, not to mention the police, even the store manager couldn't help but look at Xing Zhaozhao in surprise. It turned out that the two men had told the truth and she had misunderstood.
Facing the surprised looks around her, Xing Zhaozhao was already used to it. She smiled calmly and said, "It's innate."
After speaking, she paused, looked at the police, and asked with some unease, "Shouldn't this be considered an act of bravery? After all, they were the ones who started it."
The policeman nodded: "Okay."
Xing Zhaozhao was relieved: "That's good." She wouldn't be arrested for fighting like before.
The police then asked the two men in detail about their physical characteristics.
Xing Zhaozhao, the store manager, and Xiao Ji all answered seriously, even telling the police their guesses about the identities of the two people. If nothing unexpected happened, judging from their ages, they should be Dong Cang's grandson and granddaughter-in-law.
The police carefully recorded everything, and before leaving, they added, "If you find any clues, please contact us." They also left their phone number with Xing Zhaozhao and the others.
Xing Zhaozhao originally thought she wouldn't need it, but she didn't expect to need it so soon.
After seeing the police off, Xing Zhaozhao and Ying Rongrong took a car to the hotel, a new hotel that Zhaohong Group had just opened last month. Xing Zhaozhao had once worked there as a bricklayer and earned some extra money.
The car had just stopped in the parking lot in front of the Zhaohong Hotel when Ying Rongrong suddenly received a call from Gao Hongfei.
"Where are you and Mom? Why aren't you here yet?" Gao Hongfei asked. It was getting late, and Xing Zhaozhao and Ying Rongrong hadn't arrived yet, so Gao Hongfei couldn't wait any longer and called to urge them.
"I'm already in the parking lot, I'll be there soon." Ying Rongrong finished speaking and was about to hang up when she suddenly heard a baby crying coming from Gao Hongfei's end. She frowned in surprise and asked, "Why is there a baby crying? Where did this baby come from?"
Gao Hongfei spoke with a hint of helplessness, saying, "It was brought from my in-laws' side."
"Isn't it just my mother-in-law over there? Where did she get the child?" Ying Rongrong asked.
“Her brother and his family came with her too,” Gao Hongfei said.
Ying Rongrong narrowed her eyes slightly and asked, "Dong Cang?"
Gao Hongfei asked in surprise, "How do you know her brother's name is Dong Cang?"
Ying Rongrong had already heard Xing Zhaozhao talk about the Dong family's situation. Although she always held onto a sliver of hope that such a coincidence might not happen, it now seemed that they had indeed encountered such a coincidence.
"Did only Dong Cang's family come along?" Ying Rongrong asked.
"Who else could it be?" Gao Hongfei asked.
Ying Rongrong did not answer, but snorted and said, "I'll be there soon."
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