Grandpa An was slightly taken aback, but he still nodded and said, "I believe you!"
Lin Chuxia knew that he didn't completely trust her, but that was enough.
Thinking it over, she slowly said, "I haven't touched this dress since I came in. If you don't believe me, you can call the police and see for yourselves. If I damaged it, there will definitely be my fingerprints on it."
An Mingzhu covered her mouth and laughed: "Chu Xia, how can you be so funny? Calling the police for such a small matter is making a mountain out of a molehill. Besides, today is a banquet hosted by our An family. If the police really come, what will people outside think? If you really do this, you will bring shame to the An family."
"Do as you please. I'm just offering you a solution. Whether you follow it or not is up to you."
After a pause, Lin Chuxia continued, "Actually, there's another, even simpler way. Look at the tear in this dress; it's clearly not torn with scissors or by hand. It looks more like it was damaged by a sharp object, like the sole of a high heel. See whose high heel has a thread attached; that person is the one who destroyed the dress."
Lin Chuxia glanced at An Mingzhu's shoe soles, a slight smile playing on her lips. "That person's methods are still quite clumsy; she didn't even notice the thread stuck to her heel. Of course, it's also very possible she was overconfident. Perhaps this is a case of being too clever for her own good?"
After Lin Chuxia finished speaking, she tilted her head to admire An Mingzhu's expression and clearly saw a fleeting look of panic on her face.
"Chu Xia, you're talking nonsense..." She subconsciously looked down at her feet, only to find that there was nothing under her heels at all.
Damn it, she's been tricked by that bitch again!
A hint of resentment flashed in An Mingzhu's eyes, but when she looked up again, she smiled calmly: "What Chu Xia said is right. I just looked at the soles of my shoes and found that high heels can indeed snag clothes, but it seems a bit difficult. I think it's more likely to be some other sharp object."
"Is that so?" Lin Chuxia just smiled and didn't say anything more.
Because she had confirmed that Grandpa An already knew who the culprit was who destroyed the clothes.
An Guosheng and Xie Jinya are likely still unaware of An Mingzhu's apparent innocence because they have been deceived by her. But with his rich experience, how could Old Master An not see through it?
Yes, Grandpa An could tell from An Mingzhu's reaction that he was very disappointed in his granddaughter.
"Chuxia, little girl..." Old Master An opened his mouth, about to say something, but Lin Chuxia interrupted him first.
"Grandpa, I'm sorry," she said calmly. "Perhaps, I'm not destined to be with the An family."
Lin Chuxia discovered that it wasn't difficult to say those words directly.
Grandpa An felt his heart clench suddenly: "How could you not be destined for our An family? You are a child of the An family!"
"It is true that I am a child of the An family. But my fate with the An family probably ran out nineteen years ago. Otherwise, I wouldn't have left the An family from birth. Maybe it's fate! The An family and I are destined to be together but not to stay together."
Her voice was neither sad nor happy, as if she were simply stating a fact.
However, it was precisely this calm tone that made Old Master An feel even more distressed.
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