Wu Shuhui glared at Wu Shufen, flatly denying the accusation. "Absolutely not. My Littlebo can be disobedient sometimes, but he'd never stoop to petty theft!"
Wu Shufen looked at her and said, "Xiangyang found some braised meat mixed with rat poison that someone had thrown into the front yard for Wangcai to eat."
Wu Shuhui stubbornly refused to back down. "Just because he found poisoned meat doesn't mean my Littlebo and his friends were the ones who did it!"
"Shuhui, I'm not targeting Littlebo. I'm worried he's going down the wrong path. Tonight, when I was making the bed, I deliberately mentioned Xiangyang's friends to give him a hint, to make him drop the idea." Wu Shufen looked at her. "As long as he's willing to learn a trade from Little Lan, does he need to worry about not making money?"
