The old woman's words were like a bolt from the blue, causing Chen Haiyan and Fang Wende's hands to stop mid-knock.
After glancing at each other, their faces turned pale instantly, their eyes filled with disbelief.
Fang Wende's lips trembled slightly; he seemed to want to say something, but ultimately remained silent.
Chen Haiyan clenched her fists tightly. Then, as if unwilling to accept the truth, she asked once more, "What did you say? They moved?"
Seeing that the two didn't believe her, the old woman replied impatiently, "Why would I lie to you? How strange. If you don't believe me, ask her yourself."
With that, she prepared to close the door.
Chen Haiyan immediately stopped her and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I just couldn't accept it for a moment. May I ask where they moved to?"
The old woman rolled her eyes and snapped, "How should I know?"
Noticing Fang Wende's displeased look, Chen Haiyan's eyes darted around before she quickly took out two banknotes from her bag and stuffed them into the old woman's hand.
"Please think about it carefully. We are her brother and sister-in-law. There must have been some misunderstanding; I've always wanted to reconcile with her."
Looking at the two notes of chinese yuan in her hand, the old woman's mean expression instantly vanished, replaced by a wide smile.
Her eyes squinted into slits from smiling, and the wrinkles on her face bunched up.
"Wait a moment."
She turned and walked into the house.
The old woman happily stuffed the money into her pocket and then brought out a set of keys from inside.
Inserting the key into Fang Yuan's apartment, she opened the door and said, "I really don't know where they went, but they definitely moved out. They're even planning to sell this place. They asked me to open the door if anyone wants to see the house, paying me five hundred yuan a month."
While the old woman smiled gleefully, Chen Haiyan's face darkened visibly.
She immediately hurried into the apartment and began searching.
Seeing that the furniture didn't seem to have been moved, she walked into the bedroom with a hint of suspicion and hope.
Opening the wardrobes and cabinets, she found that both rooms were indeed completely empty.
Seeing this, Chen Haiyan couldn't help but press her hand against her aching chest.
"That Fang Yuan is truly heartless and vicious. Is she really going to leave us to die? She moved out the moment we left. I bet that jinx did it on purpose."
Hearing Chen Haiyan cursing Fang Yuan, the old woman frowned and said, "Aren't you her sister-in-law? Why are you being so nasty?"
The dissatisfaction and anger in Chen Haiyan's heart reached its peak.
Her eyes widened as she roared at the old woman, "I'm her eldest sister-in-law! What she did is just too heartless, completely disregarding our feelings. We did everything we could for her, yet she just up and left without even saying a word!"
The old woman sighed softly and said, "Those girls were usually quite nice. They've been very easy to get along with all these years, always smiling. Perhaps she has her own difficulties."
The moment he confirmed that Fang Yuan had moved, Fang Wende had already stormed off in a rage.
Seeing Fang Yuan's decisiveness, Chen Haiyan knew she wouldn't have left any clues for them to find her.
Consequently, her attitude toward the old woman underwent a complete reversal.
Seeing the old woman speaking up for Fang Yuan and the others...
Anger burned in Chen Haiyan's eyes. "What business is it of yours? And if you didn't know anything, why did you take my money? Have you no shame?"
"Didn't you give it to me?" the old woman asked cautiously.
Hearing this, Chen Haiyan's expression turned fierce. She strode up to her and reached out to dig into her pocket.
"I'd rather give it to a dog. Give it back."
Seeing this, the old woman immediately covered her pocket and began grumbling, "Robbery! What do you think you're doing, bullying an old person? I'm going to collapse on the floor!"
"You'd better lie down. I'm in a foul mood right now; I might even give you a couple of stabs," Chen Haiyan threatened.
Seeing no one around, the old woman looked at Chen Haiyan in terror, her body beginning to tremble.
She tried to back away, but Chen Haiyan gripped her arm tightly.
The old woman was still resisting, saying unwillingly, "You can't do this. This is my money; you can't take it away."
Chen Haiyan was extremely frustrated right now.
And this old woman was still prattling on.
She didn't dare do anything to Fang Wende, but she certainly felt bold enough to vent her anger on an ordinary old woman like this.
"Guess if I dare. There's no surveillance here anyway. If I call the police, I'll just say you stole my money. Between the way I'm dressed and the way you are, who do you think the police will believe? Besides, if you collapse, you won't be getting that five hundred yuan a month anymore."
After Chen Haiyan finished speaking, the old woman looked at her.
She saw the designer bag she was carrying and the high-quality fabric of her clothes.
It was true—the police might not necessarily believe her.
In that momentary lapse of attention, the two hundred yuan was snatched out by Chen Haiyan.
Seeing Chen Haiyan take the money and leave, the old woman could only sit on the ground helplessly and cry.
"My money! Why is my life so miserable? What a hooligan. How can there be such a person? Give me back my money!"
After Chen Haiyan went downstairs, she found that Fang Wende's car had long since driven away.
Clearly, Fang Wende was blaming her.
Though Chen Haiyan was furious inside, she didn't dare call him at this moment and could only walk to the gate to hail a taxi home.
On the other side, Fang Yuan had already arrived at the new home Jiang Cheng had bought for the two of them. She was currently lying on a soft mattress.
It had been a long time since she had slept on such a comfortable bed.
Looking at the exquisitely decorated and spacious new home,
she felt as if she were in another world.
She had to admit that this house was indeed excellent.
The apartment was a full 400 square meters with five bedrooms.
Every room was very large.
After a quick tour, she felt the house was even smarter than the villa they used to live in.
After checking a few rooms, Fang Yuan's sharp eyes noticed that the large walk-in closet in one of the rooms was already filled with clothes and bags.
Although she noticed this, she didn't ask for any details.
She had taken a cursory look earlier; these clothes and bags were either Louis Vuitton or Hermès.