"No, that was for Rulin. These things, I prepared them all for my most beloved grandson, Rulin," Du Yu's mother immediately changed her story.
Standing at the side, Du Shuang hung her head.
"Really?" asked Chun Xia's mother.
"Really!" Du Yu's mother nodded.
"Alright then, since it's all for my little grandson, I guess I would feel embarrassed to report this to the police now. But you need to show me a little more sincerity. For example, you seem to have taken over my daughter's bed and gone through all her belongings," Chun Xia's mother pointed at the cabinets and drawers that Du Yu's mother had turned upside down, "all without my daughter's permission, which is also a theft crime."
Grinding her teeth, Du Yu's mother said, "Fine, I'll leave, I'll take Shuang and catch a train this afternoon."
