A fast-paced transmigration story set in a historical fiction era: The fox spirit is enjoying happin

Seeing her like this, Li Jiaojiao knew that she didn't want to pretend anymore.

"Wouldn't it have been better if you had said that earlier, Auntie Ma!"

Ma Yan'er is very good at putting on a show and likes to create the image of a "good stepmother" in front of others.

"Speak quickly if you have something to say," Ma Yan'er said, losing patience and plopping down in the main seat of the sofa.

He acted like a true master of the house: "If you're done talking, then get out of my house! Get out!"

Tsk, Li Jiaojiao was annoyed by the emphasis on the word "walk" in her speech, as it sounded like the word "roll".

Li Jiaojiao took out the gift list that Chen Yu had given her from her bag;

"Aunt Ma, the gift my husband gave me is with my dad, as is customary. I need to confirm it."

When she brought this up, Ma Yan'er became a little nervous: "Don't you trust your family?"

"Oh, it's quite common for mice to keep in rice jars at home, Aunt Ma, isn't that what you said before?"

The original owner was able to rent a house thanks to Ma Yan'er's clever maneuvering.

Ma Yan'er unconsciously pulled her hand to the side: "Then you're right, aren't you?"

Anyway, Li Bentian isn't here, so it won't matter what you do.

"There are 66 pairs of gifts in total, all in even numbers, right, Aunt Ma?"

From now on, every time Ma Yan'er calls out "Aunt Ma," her heart skips a beat.

Ma Yan'er thought that this was probably what it meant to be terrified.

“Yes…” 66 That’s right, she always took things in even numbers.

Li Jiaojiao deliberately put the less important things last before reading them.

As she rattled off the names of each item, Ma Yan'er's confidence grew.

Surely no one noticed what she took; the gold bracelet she'd been showing off in the courtyard that day was put back.

Ma Yan'er, who was sitting upright on the sofa just a moment ago, is now half-lying on the sofa.

She even had the mind to urge Li Jiaojiao: "Li Qiao... oh no, Mrs. Chen, hurry up, I'm a little tired and want to go to sleep."

Li Bentian was about to take a nap under the shade of a tree after finishing lunch;

"Uncle Li, Uncle Li, the security office is looking for you. They said there's something at home and they need you to come back."

Li Bentian frowned and asked, "What could be wrong? Isn't my wife at home?"

They said your eldest daughter is back.

The person speaking to Li Bentian was a young man from the same workshop. Ever since everyone learned that his daughter had married a super-rich tycoon, people in the factory had been treating him very politely and dared not raise their voices.

The thought of his eldest daughter and his wife sent chills down Li Bentian's spine, making him feel completely lost. He inwardly cried out, "This is bad!"

These two should absolutely not be left alone under one roof; something bad is bound to happen.

He grabbed his jacket and quickly told the young man, "Xiao Dong, please ask for leave for me later. I'll be back soon."

"Okay, no problem," Xiao Dong nodded repeatedly.

He watched Li Bentian's figure, his heart filled with joy. As long as Li Bentian owed him a favor, it would be much easier to borrow money in the future.

Li Bentian practically used every ounce of his strength to pedal his bicycle home.

He was terrified that the two of them would start arguing at home and tear his house down.

When Li Bentian reached the door, he heard no loud noises or the sound of things being smashed inside the house.

He instantly relaxed, a slight smile playing on his lips, and naturally opened the door.

Sure enough, Qiaoqiao has become much more sensible after getting married.

It was originally Li Jiaojiao who called Li Bentian back, and when he appeared, Li Jiaojiao wasn't too surprised.

In contrast, Ma Yan'er's expression stiffened: "You...why did you suddenly come back? Don't worry about the factory..."

"Dad's here just in time. We need you here for today's matter," Li Jiaojiao interrupted her before she could finish speaking.

Li Bentian was suddenly called back and didn't know what his eldest daughter was talking about.

"Hurry up and say it, I have to go back to work." Li Bentian didn't like the way the two of them were arguing like this.

Li Jiaojiao took out a piece of paper and placed it on the coffee table.

"This is the missing gift list," which lists all the items that are missing.

Originally, Li Jiaojiao didn't know about this until the night of the wedding;

A rather young woman named Qiu Mei approached her and spoke to her.

Ma Yan'er's face turned pale, and she didn't even have the courage to pick up the paper.

Li Bentian quickly picked up the paper and carefully scanned it from the first line down; everything on it was valuable.

One golden unicorn and one golden phoenix.

The more he looked down, the less plausible his argument became. If all these things were stolen from his house, how could he possibly compensate for them?

Li Bentian shoved the paper into the woman's hand: "Take a look for yourself."

Ma Yan'er held on tightly, still harboring a sliver of hope. There was no evidence that she had taken it; she could simply deny it to the death.

She pretended to look at the list carefully. "Qiaoqiao, did you make a mistake with these?"

"How could there be a mistake?" Li Jiaojiao looked at Ma Yan'er leisurely, wanting to see what this woman had up her sleeve.

"Could it be that when you were collecting things that day, you packed the wrong box? Or put it in the wrong place?"

Li Bentian had never seen these things before, and he leaned towards Ma Yan'er's explanation: "Yes, Qiaoqiao, why don't we go back and look for them again?"

Li Bentian just ran back and made quite a commotion.

In the courtyard, several people were speculating about what had happened to his family, wondering why they were in such a hurry.

Aunt Banana, holding her needle and thread, sneered, "It must be because that troublemaker Li Qiao is back."

Some people, unaware of what had just happened, went to ask Aunt Banana.

Aunt Banana's eyes lit up, and she immediately thought of a good way to get revenge.

She put down her sewing box: "Let's go up and take a look. If there's anything wrong, we can lend a hand."

They were all persuaded by her words and went upstairs to the Li family's house together.

When the group of people surrounded the Li family's door, the expressions of the three people inside each had their own unique charm.

Li Jiaojiao wasn't nervous at all; the more people the better, she wanted to see how Ma Yan'er would try to argue her way out of it.

Ma Yan'er thought that all these people were summoned by Li Jiaojiao;

"It's quite lively now that you're here."

She smiled as she picked up a teacup and poured a cup of tea for everyone outside.

Li Jiaojiao laughed too. She had been there for almost an hour, and Ma Yan'er hadn't said a word about the teapot having water.

Among those who followed, apart from Aunt Bajiao and a few others, most of them came with the intention of currying favor with Li Qiao.

"This tea is delicious. Did Qiaoqiao bring it back as a gift for Lao Li?"

"Yes, it smells delicious!"

"Old Li is truly blessed."

"..."

These words of praise were like gleaming silver needles, piercing Ma Yan'er's heart.

She was the one who bought this tea;

These people were able to get a sip of hot tea only because she poured it for them; that stingy, cheap hussy didn't even move her butt.

“Qiaoqiao is indeed very filial,” Li Bentian smiled awkwardly and pulled Ma Yan’er along.

He wanted Ma Yan'er to notice his murderous expression.

Aunt Banana put her arm around Ma Yan'er's and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Among all these people, only Aunt Banana didn't try to curry favor with Li Qiao, which eased Ma Yan'er's unease, and she didn't push her hand away.