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Just then, Suxiang, who was frisking Tao Qingqing, cried out, "Found it!"

Those words caught everyone's attention.

She held a small brocade box in her palm. It was just big enough to fit a bracelet.

However, the bracelet had never been in a box, so it couldn't be what the old lady was looking for…

And the old lady realized what that brocade box was.

Realizing that things were getting out of hand, she gestured at Suxiang, trying to stop her.

But Feng Wu would never let that happen.

A small stone appeared under Suxiang's feet.

"Ahhh —"

Suxiang tripped and fell, and the box flew out of her hands. It shattered, and the content fell out.

"Gosh. What's that?"

Soon, the crowd realized that something was wrong because they heard strange breathing sounds coming from the box.

It was the sound of people moaning and groaning.

All the married women in the room immediately knew what it was.