The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. Song Qianning frowned and called out to Madam Niu, who was still talking: "Sister-in-law of the Niu family."
"Hmm?" Madam Niu stopped talking and turned to look at Song Qianning: "What's wrong, Miss Song?"
Looking at the clothes on Dawang and Xiaoya, Song Qianning narrowed her eyes and asked, "Sister-in-law Niu, what is the difference between silk and ordinary cloth?"
Hearing this, Madam Niu smiled and said, "There's a huge difference here."
"Silk is incredibly expensive. One piece of silk is worth countless pieces of ordinary cloth. It's no exaggeration to say the price difference between the two is worlds apart. You can't compare them at all."
At the end, Niu Niu couldn't help but sigh, "Ordinary people may not be able to afford a piece of silk in their entire lives. It is something that only the rich and powerful can afford."
As Niu Niu spoke, Song Qianning frowned even more tightly, and a hint of doubt flashed through her mind.
After sighing, Niu Madam saw that Song Qianning was silent and realized that something was wrong with her expression. She said cautiously, "Miss Song, is there something wrong? Or did I say something wrong?"
Without answering Niu Niu's question, Song Qianning frowned and fell into deep thought.
The fabric she had ordered for Zizi's clothes was definitely not silk.
Moreover, the price of the cloth she ordered was far lower than that of silk. As Niu Niu said, the difference between the two was almost like heaven and earth.
After a period of contemplation, Song Qianning gathered his thoughts, said something to Madam Niu, and then took Da Wang and Xiao Ya and walked outside.
"Let's go to the fabric store."
Although Da Wang and Xiao Ya didn't know what to do in the cloth shop, they still followed Song Qianning obediently and walked towards the cloth shop.
As soon as she arrived at the cloth shop, before Song Qianning had time to go in, she heard two familiar arguing voices, one of which was from the proprietress and the other was from Pan Ruoruo.
Pan Ruoruo stood inside the cloth shop, glaring at the proprietress angrily and said viciously, "What else do you have to say?"
The proprietress was at a loss, her voice trembling: "Miss Pan, I really didn't steal your fabric."
"Bah." Pan Ruoruo snorted at the proprietress, a vicious glint in her eyes: "If it wasn't you who stole it, who else could it be?"
"I was willing to leave the cloth with you because I thought highly of you. I never thought you would be so bold as to secretly replace my silk!"
"My silk is really expensive. If you know what's good for you, give it back to me right now, or I'll make you pay for it!"
He stared at the proprietress with his eyes, and his saliva splashed on her face.
With Pan Ruoruo's attacks and questioning one after another, the proprietress became extremely anxious.
Because of Pan Ruoruo's ferocious look, he shrank his neck and said to her with an apologetic smile: "Miss Pan, I really don't know what's going on with the fabric."
"Our cloth shop has been here for such a long time, and its reputation and word of mouth are very good. You know who I am. I really didn't replace that piece of silk. Maybe there is some misunderstanding."
"Misunderstanding? You still want to fool me at this time!" Pan Ruoruo tilted her neck and said, "Hurry up and take out the fabric."
"But I don't know where the silk is. How can I get it out, Miss Pan..."
"Heh." Pan Ruoruo interrupted the proprietress and said sharply, "What do you mean I don't know? I think you just thought my silk was valuable and deliberately replaced it and hid it."
"I really don't."
"If you didn't hide my silk, then tell me why it was replaced? You're still trying to trick me at this time. No way!"
Faced with Pan Ruoruo's repeated accusations and questioning, the proprietress was speechless and was so anxious that cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
Just as the proprietress was getting anxious, she caught a glimpse of Song Qianning and the other two out of the corner of her eye.
When she saw the clothes on Dawang and Xiaoya, the proprietress's eyes lit up and she immediately pointed at them, excitedly saying, "Ms. Pan, I know who stole the fabric."
"The person who stole your silk was Song Qianning. It has nothing to do with me. If you don't believe me, look at the clothes on those two children."
Hearing what the proprietress said, Pan Ruoruo immediately looked in the direction of her finger.
When Pan Ruoruo saw clearly what Da Wang and Xiao Ya were wearing, her eyes widened and her expression changed immediately.
Then, without hesitation, she turned her spearhead towards Song Qianning, her voice becoming sinister: "Oh, who was I thinking? It turns out you were the one who stole my fabric."
With her eyes fixed on Song Qianning, the bitterness on Pan Ruoruo's face almost turned into substance. She cursed with disgust: "Sure enough, the children of mice will dig holes from a young age, and the children of bitches will also be bitches."
"These two little bastards, they're only a little older, but they're just as bad as you."
After a few sarcastic remarks, she turned her gaze to Da Wang and Xiao Ya, looking at them with disgust, as if she was looking at something dirty.
"Little bastards, do you know that the clothes you are wearing are made of fabrics stolen by your bitch mother?"
"Hey, what am I talking about here? You are the children of a bitch. You must know that the fabric of your clothes was stolen by her."
"I'm not afraid to tell you that my silk is a treasure of the finest quality. It's not comparable to ordinary fabrics. You two little bastards are only fit to wear coarse clothes like beggars, not such fine clothes."
His voice was sharp and sarcastic, and he covered his nose with his hand while speaking, with a look of extreme disgust.
Under Pan Ruoruo's shrill insults, Xiao Ya's face turned pale with fear and tears welled up in her eyes.
The little hand tightly grasped Dawang's sleeve, her voice choked with sobs, tears about to fall: "Brother, mother is a good mother, mother is not a thief."
Da Wang quickly reached out and held Xiao Ya's hand, wiped her tears, and said to comfort her: "Mom is not a thief, it was that bad woman who framed Mom."
After witnessing the argument between Pan Ruoruo and the proprietress, and seeing her turning her anger on herself, Song Qianning roughly guessed what had happened.
When Pan Ruoruo started to curse again, Song Qianning interrupted her and said calmly, "This matter has nothing to do with me."
"Tsk." Pan Ruoruo curled her lips, distrustful. "Song Qianning, who are you kidding? I'm telling you, I won't believe your lies."
Knowing Pan Ruoruo's unreasonableness, Song Qianning didn't bother to waste time talking to her and said bluntly: "This matter has nothing to do with me, but I can compensate you for the difference in the price of the fabric."
"No." Pan Ruoruo rejected Song Qianning without thinking, with unconcealable pride and malice in her eyes.
She sneered a few times and glared at Song Qianning with a look of satisfaction that she couldn't hide: "Song Qianning, I tell you, your theft of silk will not end easily."
"My silk is very expensive. You stole my silk, which is illegal. Today I will make you pay for your theft!"
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