Xu Zaohua desperately explained under the scrutinizing gaze of the villagers.
Since she was young, Gu Taohua had imitated her style of dressing and wearing things. No matter how valuable the hairpin on Gu Taohua's head was, she couldn't care less.
The things that Gu Taohua used, she wouldn't want even if they were sent to her for free.
"I have so much jewelry at home. Why would I steal your hairpin? Look in the mirror and see for yourself. Would I bother to steal your stuff? Wearing the same hairpin as you is bad luck," Xu Zaohua said loudly.
"It's precisely because you have so much jewelry at home that nobody suspects you when you steal my hairpin," Gu Taohua retorted confidently. "Otherwise, how did my hairpin end up on your head?"
Xu Zaohua angrily said, "Isn't it because you took it off and put it on my head yourself?"
