Three minutes later, He Ziqian appeared upstairs. Looking at the locked door, he kicked it angrily: "It's locked! Who are you trying to keep an eye on?!"
As he grumbled and cursed as he went downstairs, he saw that the door to Mr. and Mrs. He's room was unlocked. He paused for a moment, looked back, and made sure no one else was home. Then, with a suspicious and furtive feeling, he opened the door to Mr. and Mrs. He's room.
After searching in his parents' room, He Ziqian remembered where his mother used to hide things when he was a child. He went there and found a cookie box. He took it out, opened it, and looked inside.
It's filled with either money or gold jewelry.
It wasn't much money; I counted it, and it was about a hundred yuan.
There was quite a bit of jewelry, all of which were gold jewelry that Yun Jin had bought for her mother's birthday. There were pendants, bracelets, and rings, and they were all quite heavy.
He Ziqian's eyes lit up as he looked at the jewelry.
The price of gold rose significantly last year. If he sells these few hundred grams of gold, he'll have enough money not only for the dowry to marry Feng Qianqian, but also to open his own shop.
Thinking of this, He Ziqian hardened his heart and took all of his mother's jewelry. Afraid of being discovered, he hid the cookie box back and restored the other places he had searched to their original state.
As he slipped out of his parents' room, he was terrified by Feng Qianqian standing not far away: "You're awake?"
Feng Qianqian blinked: "What are you going there for?"
He Ziqian subconsciously covered his pocket, and Feng Qianqian knew something was amiss from this action.
However, Feng Qianqian did not expose her. She pretended not to know anything and said, "I'm a little thirsty, I'll get up and drink some water."
"I...I saw that Grandpa and Grandma's window was open, so I helped them close it," He Ziqian lied nervously.
Feng Qianqian saw through it but didn't say anything: "That's because you need to turn it off, otherwise the heat will escape and the room will be cold. My husband is so thoughtful!"
Seeing that she believed his lie, He Ziqian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Feng Qianqian, knowing full well what was going on, curled the corner of her lips slightly.
So what if I steal? It's all from my own house anyway. Even if they find out, the money's already been spent. I can't exactly send him to a labor camp!
He's the one who benefits; only a fool would expose He Ziqian for stealing his grandparents' belongings!
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