"Xixi hasn’t been coming to work these past few days." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Huang’s father stood up. "Is she home? I’d like to talk to her."

Xu Xiaoya whispered, "Uncle Huang, Xixi said she won’t meet anyone."

Disappointment showed on Huang’s father’s face. Xu Xiaoya then said, "Oh, right. Xixi asked me to give something to you."

"What is it?" Huang’s father asked, quite surprised.

Xu Xiaoya promptly went inside and returned holding a makeup case. She opened it in front of Huang’s father. Upon seeing its contents, his expression changed.

"Xixi said these are all gifts Xiaojue gave her. She has no use for them now. Xiaojue’s card, jewelry, and all other valuables are in here..." Xu Xiaoya pointed to another large box. "This one has handbags, dresses, and the like. Xixi said she’s used all these items, so she has included cash for their depreciation. As for other miscellaneous items that were difficult to value, Xixi also converted them to their cash equivalent. It’s all here. Uncle, please pass these on to Huang Xiaojue for me. Thank you."

Huang’s father’s heart sank.

"Also, about the store’s expenses—Huang Xiaojue paid the first three months’ rent and renovation fees. Xixi and I have pooled the money to repay him. We’ve added a little interest, of course. It isn’t much, but it’s all we can manage right now. When we start making a profit later, we’ll give him a share..."

She’s accounted for every single cent! Yan Xixi is clearly determined to make a clean break with my son.

Huang’s father didn’t take the items. He said politely, "Xiaoya, I think it would be better if Xiaojue himself discussed these things with Xixi when he returns."

"Uncle Huang, please take them," Xu Xiaoya insisted. "If you don’t, I’ll have to personally deliver them to your home."

He remained gentle. "Xiaoya, can I speak with Xixi in person?"

Xu Xiaoya’s attitude was firm. "Xixi said she won’t be seeing anyone for a while."

"Is she at home?"

"No, she left for a trip yesterday."

"When will she be back?"

"She won’t be back anytime soon."

Although he knew it was just an excuse, he was powerless. He couldn’t force a meeting, after all. Huang’s father was on the verge of despair, yet he maintained his gentle demeanor. "Xiaoya, I have an awkward request."

"Uncle Huang, please, go ahead."

"I’d like to see the surveillance footage from your store. Would that be convenient?"

This footage was powerful evidence. However, Zhang Xiang had already submitted it to the police and prepared copies. Xu Xiaoya hesitated for a moment but then nodded. "Alright. You can watch it."

The recording started to play.

When Huang’s father saw his wife and sister-in-law take four handbags during their first visit to the store, his expression began to shift. The second time, they took another handbag and two decorative items. The third time, the fourth... When he saw Yang Wei rush out of the store clutching seven or eight handbags, his expression changed completely. Seeing Yang Wei knock Xu Xiaoya down and grope her was especially humiliating, and he felt deeply ashamed.

Then, the footage showed his sister-in-law tripping Yan Xixi and kicking her while she was down. It also showed his wife grabbing Yan Xixi’s hair—ostensibly to break up the fight, but in reality, to covertly assault her.

He couldn’t watch any longer, his old face flushing crimson.

He’d always thought most women were a bit spoiled and materialistic; wasn’t that normal? He just couldn’t believe that the woman he had shared his life and bed with for so many years could be this kind of person.