The moment the necklace fell out, the scene grew even quieter. Everyone watched the identical necklace on the floor. Even the wealthy wives brought by Li Wei to testify had complex expressions on their faces.
This was not quite the heroic rescue ending they had imagined.
Quan Jiu picked up the necklace with a smile. Although the appearance was the same, it was noticeably lighter in her hand. The genuine and the fake could be immediately distinguished.
She held the necklace high for more people to see, then asked Weng Yin, "Isn't this your necklace? Did your necklace fall into your own bag? Aren't you looking for your phone with your phone?"
Fortunately, Weng Yin had a backup plan. She hadn't expected this woman to dare to snatch her bag, let alone guess that the necklace was inside.
She frowned and said, "Why did you take my bag, and why did you open it without permission? My things are all over the floor, pick them up for me."
Quan Jiu apologized with a chuckle, but her toe "accidentally" kicked a lipstick on the ground. It rolled away with a clatter.
She apologized even more profusely and took a step back, "Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to." But as soon as she finished speaking, she heard a crack. Looking down, her heel had landed on a mirror, shattering it into pieces.
Quan Jiu looked flustered, "I'm really sorry, I'm truly sorry. I should stay away from these things, after all, my shoes don't have eyes." As she spoke, she retreated, stepping on and kicking the items on the ground, leaving a mess.
Weng Yin's eyes widened in anger, "You did that on purpose."
Quan Jiu feigned innocence, "I really didn't mean to."
Yuan Zijun almost wanted to applaud. She glanced triumphantly at her son, but his gaze remained fixed on the crowd, so cold it seemed to freeze the air. The onlookers dared not look in their direction.
Yuan Zijun tutted and shook her head, then looked disdainfully at the items on the ground, "So what if my daughter stepped on them? What's the big deal about these cheap things? I'll buy you a better set later."
Li Wei glared, "Yuan Zijun, do you have to be so sharp-tongued?"
Yuan Zijun was not to be outdone. She stood up and said coldly, "Who was it that wrongly accused my daughter just now? You hid the fake yourselves and then dared to accuse my daughter. It's already merciful of me not to sue you for defamation."
The surrounding people began to whisper again, their gazes towards Li Wei and Weng Yin filled with suspicion. After all, the necklace had fallen out of Weng Yin's bag, and any discerning person could see the truth.
"I think she did it on purpose, out of jealousy because the other woman is beautiful."
"Weng Yin and Li Wei are not good people. I've always looked down on them."
"Hiding the necklace in her own bag, she must be out of her mind."
"Didn't that beautiful woman say it? The most dangerous place is the safest place. Weng Yin definitely didn't expect someone to dare to search her bag."
The discussions were endless. Weng Yin was bleeding with hatred, but she knew she was at a disadvantage for the moment. She stopped pretending, thinking, *You can act, and so can I.*
Weng Yin put on a wronged expression, "I'm sorry, I was mistaken. I was so anxious about not finding the necklace, and I happened to hear that you were wearing a necklace identical to mine, so I misunderstood. But I don't understand, this necklace is supposed to be unique in the world, why do you have an identical one?"
*Bitch, did you think my only goal was to get you accused of theft? You're wrong. I want to expose your disgusting fake-wearing face.*
Weng Yin was extremely pleased with herself, thinking how clever she was.
Her words quickly silenced the onlookers. They stopped discussing Weng Yin and began to ponder the current issue: two identical necklaces, and one of them was definitely fake.
Who was real, and who was fake?
The vast majority of people sided with Weng Yin again. After all, Weng Yin's family background was significant, and Weng Yin's anxious demeanor seemed genuine.
As for this beautiful woman, although her demeanor and the necklace seemed tailor-made for her, no one knew her background. The circles of the wealthy were all similar; everyone knew each other and their families. Clearly, this beauty was not part of this circle.
If she wasn't from the wealthy circle, she probably couldn't afford such luxurious items.
Li Wei and Weng Yin were clearly very confident about their necklaces.
Li Wei said with an arrogant smile, "Our Weng family and Li family have plenty of money. Since my daughter dared to wear the necklace out, our necklace must be real. I even have the receipt. I don't mind showing it to you if you don't believe me."
She opened her social media, scrolled for a long time, and finally found an old post with a picture of a receipt and the necklace, looking as real as could be.
The crowd nodded in agreement. Many of them possessed the arrogance of the wealthy elite. Their perception of Quan Jiu changed, and they no longer agreed with her as they had moments before. No matter how good her demeanor was, fake was fake, and it was looked down upon.
Quan Jiu, however, no longer wanted to argue. What did it matter if it was real or fake? She was indifferent.
"For me, this necklace is beautiful, and I like it. That's enough. What meaning does real or fake have?"
Her light and carefree attitude earned nods of approval from many. At least in terms of demeanor, Weng Yin had lost miserably. She didn't have the air of a wealthy heiress at all, lacking any grace, and appearing like an ill-mannered shrew.
Chu Rong's originally stern expression softened when he heard Quan Jiu say she liked it. He seemed to ignore the people around him and looked at Quan Jiu with a smile, "You like it."
Quan Jiu gave him an exasperated glance, "In this kind of situation, should I say I dislike it?"
Chu Rong's eyes curved with a smile, "What you like, I will not let any disreputable people tarnish."
With that, his gaze shifted to the necklace in Weng Yin's hand.
He leaned back leisurely on the sofa, took out his phone, and made a call. Soon, a man in a suit walked over.
"Mr. Chu, you were looking for me."
Chu Rong gave a faint hum, "Tell them who successfully bid for Fidi's last piece."
The man in the suit looked puzzled, "Isn't it you?"
However, upon seeing the two necklaces on Weng Yin and Quan Jiu, he understood immediately and said, "It was you, Mr. Chu, who bid 674 million for this piece."
Li Wei and Weng Yin's faces stiffened. At that auction, everyone wore masks and bid with codenames, so no one knew who had actually bought the necklace.
But this suddenly appearing man in a suit was recognized by everyone who had attended the auction as a very famous auctioneer.
Fidi's piece had also been auctioned through him.
After the man in the suit finished speaking, Chu Rong looked at Weng Yin expressionlessly, "I don't know you, nor do I remember giving you a necklace. Where did your necklace come from?"
A flicker of panic crossed Weng Yin's eyes. She instinctively looked at Li Wei.
Li Wei also felt something was amiss. She quickly said, "I bought this necklace from 'Lin Zhong Ren'. He successfully bid..."
"That's right, Mr. Chu's codename was indeed 'Lin Zhong Ren'," the man in the suit confirmed again.
Li Wei felt as if a bolt from the blue had struck her. She shook her head in disbelief, "Impossible, Lin Zhong Ren isn't you... I..."
Chu Rong looked at her coldly, "My necklace is only worthy of being worn by the lady beside me."