She glanced at her eldest cousin-uncle, who was watching her nervously. She couldn't help but roll her eyes in her mind. 'Does he really look like he's going to give the money back to Dad? It's just like Dad to be so honest, declaring his position before the other person even finishes. If he were dealing with someone cunning, they would've just taken his words at face value and let him suffer the loss in silence. What would he have done then?'
She glanced at the others in the room. Men and women alike, all of them were tense. She sighed inwardly. 'I suppose it makes sense. Seventy or eighty taels of silver is no small sum. You could buy dozens of acres of wasteland with that.'
So, she furrowed her brow and pretended to think hard. 'I just said I couldn't remember. If I speak up right away, it'll give me away, won't it?'
