Yan Jiaren nodded her head. Although she had to wait for someone to come and confirm it, all the surrounding guests had already subconsciously confirmed that the mother-and-daughter pair in front of them were the ones who had stolen the gown.
In an instant, the crowd erupted in a heated debate...
"Nowadays, thieves are getting bolder and bolder."
"That's right. She's wearing a stolen gown and prancing around. She's not worried about being caught."
"Hasn't she already been caught? I heard they are the wife and daughter of a certain director in Jingdu."
"The director's wife and daughter have become thieves."
"..."
In this isolated and helpless situation, Liang Xiuqin looked anxiously and nervously at Jiang Chenghuan, who was the only one she could count on for help. "Young Master Jiang, we really didn't steal it. It really has nothing to do with us... I...I didn't know that this gown was designed by Miss Yan. If we had known..."