The other members of the Zhou family were indignant and said they wanted to see it.
Old Mrs. Zhou didn't say she didn't want to look, nor did she say she would look. She just sighed.
Zhou's father subconsciously looked in the direction of his wife with a strange expression and a bit of hesitation.
Zhou's mother's face turned pale. She realized something and looked at the crowd. Her reaction was also very interesting. She was disappointed, sad and a little bit reluctant.
Dai Jiaqi in the crowd seemed to have made up her mind. She slowly moved out from behind where she was hiding and slowly raised her hand amid the discussions of Zhou's relatives.
"I, I have something to say."
"oh?"
The girl acted without restraint, but she just raised her eyes.
"you say."
Dai Jiaqi breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that she would not give him a chance to speak, so he quickly seized the opportunity, met everyone's gaze, and clenched his fingers.
"I took the yellow file bag."
Most of Zhou’s relatives were stunned.
"What? It's you? What are you doing with the briefcase?"
"Did Jiaqi take it? Why? Isn't she close to her cousin? After entering high school, she lived with her aunt for a while. Before Zhou Xuxing went abroad, he specially prepared a set of college entrance examination review materials for her. Why did she do this?"
"I can't believe she's that kind of person."
Dai Jiaqi had anticipated that some people would say unpleasant things before she stepped forward, and when she really heard people talking about her, she couldn't help but blush.
She stood in the center of the storm, curled her fingers, forced herself to calm down, raised her eyes and apologized to Zhou's mother. "I'm sorry, auntie, I didn't know the file bag I picked up was the important file bag you mentioned. I thought someone else accidentally dropped it on the ground, so I gave it to the staff."
Before Qiao Nian spoke, Zhou's mother guessed that it was Dai Jiaqi who took the file bag, but hearing her admit it in person was too shocking. She twitched her eyelids, and thinking of her sister and brother-in-law, she stiffly put on an expression that was uglier than crying.
"Oh, I see. It turned out to be a misunderstanding."
After she finished speaking, she looked at the girl pleadingly.
"Qiao Nian...Look, this is just a misunderstanding, can you let it go? She didn't mean it."
Old Mrs. Zhou closed her eyes tightly, unable to hide her disappointment.
The mistake Dai Jiaqi made is no longer a family matter.
When Zhou's mother saw that Qiao Nian didn't respond to her immediately, she looked at her husband with panicked and pleading eyes, as if asking for help.
Father Zhou's throat rolled, and just as he was about to step forward, Old Madam Zhou raised her hand to block him, and he was met with the old madam's clear and bright gaze.
"What are you going to do?" Just a few words made Zhou's father stop his actions abruptly.
Seeing that she could not get help and that the old lady seemed angry, Zhou's mother became even more flustered. She looked at the girl in panic, with even more pleading in her eyes.
"Qiao Nian, Xuxing is my son. I don't care about it..." She wanted to say that she would not pursue the matter, and others had no right to pursue it.
Unexpectedly, before she finished speaking, the girl sneered coldly: "Tsk, you got one thing wrong. Mr. Zhou Xuxing is your son. Michelle and the others who stayed up all night for the lawsuit are not your sons. What she secretly took away was the hard work of others for more than a week. It is not your personal matter."
Mother Zhou had never been scolded so harshly in public before. Her face was burning hot, and the rising heat made her want to find a hole in the ground to crawl into, rather than standing here and facing everyone's interesting gazes...
"Qiao Nian." She suppressed her shame and begged for mercy: "Jia Qi is still studying."