Feng Xueying noticed the disdain in Wen Yiran's tone when he mentioned Wen Yulong. Fearing that Wen Yiran would dislike his eldest son even more, she quickly changed the subject: "Hey~? Old Wen, I almost forgot to ask you, did you take the money from the drawer when you left for work this morning?"
Feng Xueying's words were a little abrupt. Wen Yiran glanced at Feng Xueying, knowing that she didn't want him to continue "criticizing" the boss, so he swallowed the rest of his words. After all, it was just a family chat, so there was no need to decide who won or lost.
"No, I've been busy with meetings these days and haven't even had time to go out. How can I use money?" Wen Yiran answered in agreement with Feng Xueying and sipped the tea in his hand.
"Hiss! That's strange." Feng Xueying took a breath.
"Xueying, is there a mismatch in the amount of money in the drawer?"
As a couple of many years, Wen Yiran immediately realized the implication of Feng Xueying's words.
Feng Xueying keeps a thousand yuan at home every month. As she ages and isn't in good health, it can be disastrous if she needs money and doesn't have it in her pocket.
Feng Xueying kept this money in the drawer of her bedroom desk. Whenever Feng Xueying or Wen Yiran needed money, they would go and get it. Feng Xueying also took the money from this drawer every morning to buy groceries for her domestic worker, Auntie Wang. Sometimes, Wen Yiran would take money and forget to tell Feng Xueying. If Feng Xueying saw that the money in the drawer was missing, she would make up the difference.
Feng Xueying had already paid twice this week, five hundred the first time, and today, a thousand. Even though Wen Yiran was busy, he always checked in with Feng Xueying whenever he needed to spend a lot of money. Having not seen her pay twice, and Wen Yiran not saying a word, Feng Xueying was genuinely worried.
"Lao Wen! There's no outsider in our house except Aunt Wang. But Aunt Wang has always been honest and has worked in our house for so many years, and nothing shady has ever happened to her. But it's a fact that the money disappeared, twice in a week, fifteen hundred yuan! My heart is pounding. Is there anyone who came into our house and stole the money?..."
The more Feng Xueying spoke, the more frightened she became.
Feng Xueying initially dismissed the idea of a thief breaking into her home. The Wen family's small building was located within a government compound. The compound's security measures were unmatched by those of ordinary residential areas. The compound was inhabited by public officials and their families, highly educated individuals with comfortable financial circumstances who would certainly not commit such thievery. Armed police officers were even stationed outside the compound. If a thief could break into such a heavily guarded area, wouldn't that thief be incredibly skilled? How terrifying!
"Xueying, is there anything else stolen from our house?" Wen Yiran frowned tightly when Feng Xueying said this.
If a thief really breaks into the compound, the compound's security measures must be upgraded.
"Before going to bed last night, I checked the drawer and the money was still there. At seven o'clock this morning, after you went out to work, I went for a half-hour walk in the yard. When I went home to get money for Aunt Wang to buy vegetables, the drawer was empty." Feng Xueying said, trying to recall.
"After I gave Aunt Wang some extra money for groceries, I went to the basement to check our other belongings. There were no signs of them being touched. Even the few ornaments in our room were still there!" Feng Xueying said with a look of fear. If the thief had stolen their treasured collection of porcelain, antiques, calligraphy, and paintings, the loss would have been enormous. Fortunately, the thief only took the money and left everything else untouched.
Feng Xueying understood her family's situation. The plum vase that was placed on the bookshelf in her and Wen Yiran's bedroom as decoration was not something that could be bought for a thousand yuan.
"Xueying, don't scare yourself. Let's gather everyone and ask them first." Wen Yiran comforted Feng Xueying, but he sighed secretly in his heart. The Wen family had been really unlucky recently. Wen Yulong's matter had just come to an end, and now a thief appeared in the family?
Wen Yiran and Feng Xueying had different ideas. If a thief broke into their home, they wouldn't just take the money; they'd also steal valuables. But their family hadn't lost anything recently, just money.
Only family members know about the old couple's habit of keeping money.
As soon as Wen Yiran called out, everyone living in the Wen family's old house gathered in the living room in less than five minutes.
"Dad, what happened?" Wen Yuxiang was shocked when he saw Wen Yiran's heavy face. Wen Yuxiang knew Wen Yiran's temper. He must have been busy gathering the whole family at night.
When Wen Yiran saw that Wen Ziyun was not in the crowd, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
The college entrance examination is just a few days away. Wen Ziyun, a prospective college entrance examination candidate, does not stay at home to rest during the holiday, but is busy running outside. I really don’t know whether he is careless or does not want to go to school anymore.
"Ahem...ah..." Wen Yiran cleared his throat and said, "I called everyone here today because I have something to ask you. In the past two days, has anyone entered my bedroom? We..."
"Grandpa, I saw my eldest cousin enter your room this morning." Wen Ziling spoke quickly. Before Wen Yiran mentioned the missing money, Wen Ziling said this.
Standing in the crowd, Wang Qiuyan wanted to cover her face. What a silly girl! She interrupted Grandpa before he even finished speaking. Was she trying to show off her abilities?
“······There is less money in the drawer······” At this time, Wen Yiran finished his sentence and could not say anything else.
"Wen Ziling, you're talking nonsense! My brother wouldn't steal Grandpa's money." Wen Ziqiu was anxious. Even if Wen Ziqiu was tolerant, seeing how Wen Yiran had mobilized so many people today, he could guess that Wen Yiran must have lost a lot of money, otherwise he wouldn't have called everyone to ask.
"I didn't say Wen Ziyun stole the money. I just said I saw him go to grandpa and grandma's room this morning." Wen Ziling was glared at by Wen Ziqiu with resentment, and she also got angry. She stopped calling him second cousin and just called him Wen Ziyun.
Ever since Wen Yuxiang and his family returned to Kyoto, Wen Ziqiu has lost his former friendliness towards Wen Ziling, and often speaks with sarcasm. Wen Ziling had tolerated it the previous few times, but now that Wen Ziqiu said she was lying, she couldn't tolerate this.
"Wen Ziling, do you have any evidence? You're accusing my brother of stealing money because you don't have a mother to protect us. Woohoo..." Wen Ziqiu was furious and anxious, and couldn't help but burst into tears. After Wu Xiuli went to jail, Wen Ziqiu felt guilty and always felt that people around him were pointing fingers at him. Sometimes Wen Ziling smiled, and Wen Ziqiu would interpret her smile as a joke. Today, there was another suspicion that Wen Ziyun stole money. Wen Ziqiu could no longer contain the grievance in her heart and burst into tears.
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