Chapter 1397 - 1399 I Don’t Know That Person_1
Despite this, Ms. Wang tugged at him, "Let Yunyun ask, as a sister, defending her brother is the right thing to do. Could it be that she should just watch others bully her brother?"
Hearing Ms. Wang say this, Yang Chuxia and Ye Zi’an stepped aside, watching how Yang Xiayun would question.
What they saw was Yang Xiayun’s bright eyes glaring, "Qian Xiaoqing, let me ask you, you say the purse was gifted by my brother, then tell me, on which day did he give it to you? Did he send it himself, or did he send it through someone? If he sent it through someone, who was it that he sent?"
Upon hearing this, Qian Xiaoqing’s expression became subtly complicated, but she quickly responded, "It was sent last month, I don’t remember the exact day, he had someone send it."
"Very well," Yang Xiayun sneered, "Are you stupid or not? If my brother really gave you the purse, that would certainly be an important day for you, so why can’t you even remember such an important day? Alright, you say my brother had someone send it, then who did he send?"
"I—I don’t know. I don’t recognize the person." This purse she had picked up during her previous search of the Yang Family’s courtyard with Ms. Qian of the Wang Family, how would she know who had sent it to her?
"You’re amazing," Yang Xiayun clapped her hands, and continued, "My brother only has one manservant by his side. If he were to send something to someone, he would definitely send him, yet you claim to be romantically involved with my brother, how can you not even know his manservant? I think you’re spouting nothing but lies and have no shame."
"No, it’s not like that, it really was Qingrui who gave it to me," Qian Xiaoqing was not ready to give up and hurriedly changed her story, "It wasn’t sent by someone; he personally delivered it to me."
"Personally delivered it to you?" Yang Xiayun’s eyes glared again, "Tell me which day he gave it to you?"
"At the end of last month, on that day, I remember it very clearly, it was even raining," Qian Xiaoqing hastily fabricated a day.
"Nonsense!" Yang Xiayun pointed at her and said, "On that day at the end of the month, my brother was at home all day and didn’t go anywhere. And he still managed to give you the purse? Who are you trying to fool? Tell the truth, where did you really get that purse from? Could it be that you stole it when you last visited our house?"
"You insolent girl, have you gone lawless?" Ms. Qian of the Wang Family saw Yang Xiayun pressing hard and quickly pulled Qian Xiaoqing behind her, "Just because you say Qingrui was at home, he was at home, huh? Who knows if you’re lying? Besides, it’s possible for Xiaoqing to get the date wrong. Where is Yang Qingrui? I want to see him; a grown man commits such an act, and yet he doesn’t have the guts to confront us face to face? Don’t make it seem like we’re so eager to marry into your family. If he hadn’t brought out a purse to ruin my niece’s reputation, I wouldn’t even bother looking for him."
"Sister-in-law, I will call you sister-in-law for the last time. I’ve tolerated you long enough," Ms. Wang burst out and pulled Yang Xiayun back, "Let me tell you, we will not admit to this matter, and neither will Qingrui. It doesn’t matter where your dear niece got the purse from, this marriage is impossible. Get that matchmaker out of here immediately."
"This niece of yours?" Ms. Wang snorted disdainfully, "Back in the day, she fancied Young Master Mu in our house and even fought with Li Chun over him, have you forgotten that? At such a young age, she was willing to fight over a man; I believe she could possibly steal a purse from our house for the sake of Qingrui, especially since she visited our house recently, didn’t she?"
"Oh right, and about that purse, just because it has a name on it, does it really belong to Qingrui? Who knows if she didn’t secretly copy the design and embroider it herself?"