Su Jinyue curled her lips and smiled faintly, "Since there is no lot, then this chair is not yours."

"I really got it, everyone saw it." Huang Qiuying was anxious. She just gave her lot to Zhang Juying, and Zhang Juying said that she would invite her to eat melon seeds when the time comes.

"If I didn't see it, you can't move the chair away." Su Jinyue said indifferently. Some people are like this, thinking that by taking advantage of opportunities, they can get away with it.

"But everyone can testify for me. I really caught it. I thought it was useless and threw away the lot." Huang Qiuying regretted that she gave the lot to Zhang Juying.

Su Jinyue opened the lot in her hand to Huang Qiuying, "Have you seen any difference?"

Huang Qiuying looked carefully at the two lots, "There are numbers on it." Why didn't she notice it just now?

"Do you know what this number represents?" Su Jinyue asked. When she was writing lots, she looked at the number of furniture, so in each lot, in addition to the name of the furniture, there are numbers, and numbers will not be repeated. In other words, if Huang Qiuying's lots are really thrown away by her, then the numbers will be missing.

"I don't know." Huang Qiuying shook her head.

"It means that either you are lying, or one of them is lying." Su Jinyue looked at the two people who were still holding the chair and refused to let go, "Come here."

Zhang Juying and Wu Xiangqin looked at each other and walked over with a chair.

Su Jinyue looked at the women who were guarding her furniture, "Come here too." Except for the chairs, there were all large furniture, so everyone could only wait here for their family to come to help them move. So no one who drew the lot left.

Everyone was a little surprised at how Su Jinyue called them, but they still surrounded them.

Everyone who didn't get the furniture stood aside, waiting to see how Su Jinyue dealt with this matter.

"Everyone open up all the lots you have drawn." Su Jinyue handed the lots in her hand back to Zhang Juying and Wu Xiangqin.

When everyone opened the lot, Su Jinyue said, "Do you see there are numbers on the lot you draw?"

"See it." Everyone answered in unison.

Su Jinyue nodded, "There are 15 pieces of furniture, big and small here. The furniture I dropped before was 13 pieces of furniture, which means there are only 13 numbers. Now let's take a look at the numbers on the lot you have drawn and report from the beginning."

"I am a one." The woman who got one spoke.

"I'm two." The woman who got the two spoke immediately.

"three."

"Four."

“…”

"seven."

As the numbers were reported one by one, Huang Qiuying felt more and more regretful. She had already understood what Su Jinyue meant, and just now she also saw the numbers on her lot.

Zhang Juying glanced at Huang Qiuying and reported her own number, "Eleventh." She originally thought that everyone had seen Huang Qiuying's lot anyway, which could prove that she had grabbed the furniture. She borrowed Huang Qiuying's lot and gave her some benefits. However, since the lot had reached her hand, she would not return the lot to Huang Qiuying. Anyway, she gave it to her herself, and she did not rob it.

"twelve."

"Thirteen."

When the last person finished reporting, Su Jinyue looked at Huang Qiuying, "Sister-in-law, you see that the numbers are not missing. Do you have any explanation?"

"I...I..." Huang Qiuying looked at Zhang Juying.

Zhang Juying turned her head aside. She had lots of money anyway, and that chair was hers.

"Xiao Su is so awesome!"

"But I just saw that Huang Qiuying had lots, so why did it disappear?"

"It is possible that she threw it away and was picked up by someone, or it is possible that she colluded with others to get an extra chair."

"After all I have read, it's different." Everyone talked on the side. They all decided in their hearts that they would never provoke Su Jinyue in the future.

Su Jinyue glanced at Zhang Juying lightly, "Now the matter is clear, I know who the chair is."

Zhang Juying couldn't help but tremble, and the cold sweat behind her could not be suppressed. The look that Su Jinyue just looked at her was so terrible. She was even more terrifying than her husband's fierceness.

After Su Jinyue finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards her yard. What they would do next is nothing to her business.

"Give me the lot, this is mine." Huang Qiuying walked to Zhang Juying and stretched out her hand. She originally wanted to forget it, but the more she thought about it, the more she felt unwilling. She obviously drew it, so why did she give it to Zhang Juying? It would cost ten yuan to buy a chair.

"Didn't your lot be torn into the trash can?" Zhang Juying snorted.

"Zhang Juying, you know what's going on, you can return the lot to me." Huang Qiuying reached out and was about to grab it.

"Huang Qiuying, you are shameless. If you can't get it, you are not lucky. Why should you rob me? I'm easy to bully me, right?" Zhang Juying pulled up her sleeves, looking like she was about to get a fight.

"Have you ever seen it? I kindly gave you my lot. It's okay if you are not grateful, but you'll turn the tables. You're shameless." Huang Qiuying was really popular. She and Zhang Juying have always had a good relationship, so she would give her lots after Zhang Juying proposed it. Who knew that Zhang Juying turned against her for a chair? She was considered to have misunderstood.

"Who do you think is shameless? Huang Qiuying, let me tell you that Zhang Juying is not so easy to bully." Zhang Juying said, and her hands were already grabbing Huang Qiuying's hair.

Zhang Juying is taller and stronger than Huang Qiuying, so Huang Qiuying is naturally not Zhang Juying's opponent.

"Stop fighting, you two calm down."

"It's not worth it for the two chairs. Everyone looked up and saw each other, so don't fight." Seeing the two fighting together, everyone around went up to persuade the fight.

"Let go!" Huang Qiuying was grabbed by Zhang Juying's hair, and she couldn't move in pain.

"You let it go first." Zhang Juying's arm was pinched tightly by Huang Qiuying, and she frowned in pain.

"I'll put it back to me." Huang Qiuying exerted a little force on her hand. Even if she took the chair back and smashed it today, she wouldn't give Zhang Juying the ungrateful person.

"You fart!" Zhang Juying's face turned pale and she added another move on her hands.

Everyone wanted to pull them away, but they grabbed each other tightly and did not dare to force them to separate, for fear that they would be injured.

"Or it would be better to call Xiao Su, she would definitely have a solution." Fang Meijing suggested.
Chapter completed!