This reversal left onlookers stunned.

What was initially thought to be a shocking ethical drama of a loving mother and an unfilial daughter has suddenly turned into a legal case? Or perhaps a heinous crime like child trafficking?

"Hmm? Hmm? Hmm?"

"How could this have happened? Can anyone tell me if it's real or fake?!"

"No, I almost believed the person who posted that long essay."

"If that's the case, and since her adoptive mother has already been placed under administrative detention, then who is the person currently tearfully accusing Jiang Yue of being unfilial on Weibo?"

"Good question. Who here is standing up for those damned human traffickers?!"

The Qin family has always kept a low profile. Apart from formal news, you rarely hear about their private affairs, and the media generally don't dare to report on them.

Only gossip enthusiasts who enjoy juicy tales of love and hate among wealthy families will occasionally dig up even the smallest details from the margins.

The conclusion is that even the most powerful and wealthy families, if they keep a low profile, are still people that ordinary people cannot afford to offend.

This time, the statement was made through reputable news media, and it's definitely not just a verbal warning. Now that they've made this statement, they will inevitably take action.

Jiang Yue had just finished removing her makeup and was still in the lounge, not yet having gone home.

She hadn't looked at her phone since posting that Weibo message with such confidence, and she was completely unaware of any statements from the Qin family.

So much so that she didn't even notice the way the people around her were looking at her had changed again.

I used to think she was lucky, but now I feel a little sorry for her.

The original owner used to be very unpopular, almost everyone disliked her. But this time, perhaps she saw that Jiang Yue had gained a lot of confidence, or perhaps she saw that so many fans who liked her stood up to protect her, believed in her, and felt sorry for her.

Most of the classmates who chose to remain silent when Jiang Yue suffered from school bullying have now cautiously stepped forward to speak up for her.

If Jiang Yue were still in the same isolated, helpless, and infamous situation as before, they wouldn't have had the courage to stand up and reveal some of the truth for her.

“Okay, I was her classmate in junior high school. Actually, everyone in our class knows about this. I won’t comment on what kind of person Jiang Yue is, but her adoptive mother really didn’t treat her well. So if you say she switched the children, I would believe it.”

“In the second semester of her second year of junior high school, her adoptive mother refused to pay her tuition and wanted her to drop out of school and go to work.”

“They didn’t even intend to let her learn a trade; they just wanted her to work in some shady places. She refused to leave the teacher’s office and was even slapped by her adoptive mother. Many people saw it.”

"Also, she applied for poverty assistance in junior high school, but it seems that the money never reached her. When she didn't have money to eat in the cafeteria at noon, she would leave the school gate and come back, telling people that she had already eaten."

"She used to be quite pitiful."

When I was in junior high school, I was only thirteen or fourteen years old, truly still a child who hadn't reached adulthood.

Even when they are starving and freezing, they still want to maintain their dignity and self-respect.

Not only her junior high school classmates, but also her high school classmates stood up and said, "She really had a tough time. When she first entered high school, a lot of people paid attention to her because she was very pretty. So I remember that her grades were quite good at first. Later, she worked part-time to earn money, and her grades didn't drop. She didn't want to go to an ordinary second-rate school, so she audited broadcasting and hosting classes and took the path of art exams."

"I really thought that if she had maintained her ranking from the first year of high school, she could have gotten into a very, very good school just based on her academic performance."

During junior high and high school, Jiang Yue always seemed out of place with her classmates.

Overconfident, yet also excessively insecure.

Her beauty gave her confidence, but poverty and lack of love always made her feel ashamed in front of others.

Her personality seems to be getting worse and worse.

It's as if he can't get along with anyone in the world.

They always raise their sharp thorns, glaring at those around them, cautious and extremely careful. If they sense even the slightest sign of potential harm, they immediately transform into vigilant little beasts, trying to keep these unstable factors at bay.

Did she really not want to make friends with people her own age back then? Did she really not want to fit in with her class? Did she really want to be talked about and gossiped about behind her back?

But thirteen or fourteen-year-old Jiang Yue could only protect herself this way.

During their poorest times, they could only rely on collecting mineral water bottles in the classroom after school, when it was completely dark, to sell for money to support themselves and Jiang Zhi.

The bottle is cheap.

One can only be exchanged for a dime at most.

A large bag of recyclables can only be exchanged for a few dollars at the recycling station.

Sun Chengfeng is rarely home, and she never leaves a penny at home. She often seems to forget about the two of them once she leaves.

It's already a struggle for two children to survive.

To live a decent life is even more difficult.

So with this little money, they could only buy some staple food that could fill their stomachs; the roasted sweet potatoes sold at the school gate in winter were a luxury for them.

Collecting bottles over a long period of time.

It will be discovered someday.

Unbeknownst to Jiang Yue, the news that she was stealing bottles to sell for money had already spread like wildfire.

She subtly noticed that the way her classmates looked at her had changed from avoiding her to looking down on her with a hint of disdain.

Later, a kind girl gently told her, "Don't steal the bottles from the classroom anymore."

The teenage girl blushed immediately and said awkwardly, "I didn't steal it." She tried her best to explain, "I found it in the trash can; it's stuff you didn't want anyway."

Her face turned bright red, and she began to stutter a little.

No matter how much you try to ignore what others say, you'll still feel ashamed.

This incident further damaged Jiang Yue's reputation in the class. Most of her classmates were either rich or powerful, and her poverty was far beyond their comprehension.

After entering high school.

Jiang Yue's impoverished life gradually improved. Sun Chengfeng started dating a junket operator at the casino, and with some money, she became less stingy with her and Jiang Zhi.

He often took Jiang Yue to high-end places and was willing to spend money on her, buying her expensive and beautiful clothes, and instilling in her the idea that money is everything.

It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

Having endured so much hardship from poverty, the sudden enjoyment of these things did indeed leave her somewhat anxious and restless, only thinking of clinging tightly to the wealth and luxury before her.

Her personality flaws were all intentionally cultivated by Sun Chengfeng.

"Didn't you say she started bullying people in high school? There were a lot of revelations from your classmates before, and I even saw the school's warning notice. You can't fake something with an official seal, right? There's no contradiction between her being a good person now and her being a delinquent before." This person didn't mean any harm to Jiang Yue; they were just raising their questions. They then stated their position: "I also like her now, but just because she had a bad past doesn't give her the right to bully others. It's like taking someone else's umbrella after getting rained on yourself."

A warning notice from the high school.

That would be announced to the whole school and posted on the classroom door so everyone could see it. No one would dare to forge it.

"I can't stand it anymore. There's a reason why she and that male classmate got into a fight!"

"You know, although she used to have a bad temper, she was so beautiful that many boys in our school had a crush on her, but they would never admit it. They felt that liking her would make them look bad, only looking at appearances and not inner qualities."

"Jiang Yue's grades weren't so good in her senior year of high school. The exam hall was a mixed bag every month, with all sorts of bad students. The boy behind her had liked her for a long time. He was a rich young master, a reckless scoundrel, and he often harassed her."

"Then Jiang Yue gave me a good scolding (I laughed so hard).

"The boy accused Jiang Yue of cheating in the exam. Jiang Yue was furious and grabbed his hair, and they started fighting. Both of them were given disciplinary warnings."

Some truths seem to be known forever if no one speaks them out.

There is no such thing as someone who is innocent and can remain innocent forever.

"Wow! My wife was so awesome all along, fighting a stupid, defenseless male student with her bare hands! She said the classmate she was bullying had made her depressed, but it seems she didn't lose this fight either."

"My wife is so sweet, but she's also so pitiful, sob sob sob."

"That damned foster mother, who can't see through her vicious thoughts? She's deliberately abusing the child, damn it, what a slut."

"That son of a bitch, she still dares to expose herself now. Damn it, she should rot in jail."

Jiang Yue never intended to rely on others, but it was indeed unexpected that someone online was willing to stand up for her and clarify things.

Such acts of kindness in times of need were rare in the original owner's life.

Jiang Yue's memories of the original owner's past are actually fragmented, consisting of only some vague pieces. Those memories seem to be sealed away, as if waiting for the right opportunity to be unlocked.

She remembered the cold winter.

I remembered the roasted sweet potato she had carefully held in her palm, and how she had kept it warm in her arms before taking it back to the cold house.

Under the dim light, Jiang Zhi and I each took a bite and slowly finished the meal.

I remembered that proud and self-conscious little girl who felt ashamed when the teacher called out her name while announcing the financial aid for impoverished students in front of the whole class.

There was also the timidity she felt when she secretly took the bottles she had collected to sell, dragging her old-fashioned woven bag around, afraid of being caught by classmates who knew her, and afraid of being cheated by unscrupulous scrap collectors.

The more Jiang Yue thought about it, the more bitter she felt.

Her eyes were red, and she raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, forcing back the soreness.

Composing herself, Jiang Yue picked up her bag and walked out, ignoring the stares of others.

She knew exactly what she was going to do next.

First, you need to contact a lawyer who specializes in criminal cases, and then gather the evidence. She won't let the culprit get away with it.

For the original owner's sake, and for my own.

Qin's family provides her with a driver to pick her up and drop her off at get off work every day. As soon as Jiang Yue opened the door and got into the car, she saw her father and mother.

Yan Wan's face looked a little pale. She forced a smile, but it was a smile that was hard to keep in mind. No mother could remain calm after seeing her child suffer so much injustice.

She just couldn't lose control in front of her daughter.

“Your father just finished a meeting here, so let’s go home together.”

"good."

The moment Yan Wan sat down, she grasped her hand, her throat tightening so she couldn't speak.

Even the usually calm and collected Qin Genzhi could not remain composed as before; his overwhelming anger stirred up a murderous rage he had not felt in many years.

Qin Genzhi looked at her: "A Yue, you don't need to worry about your adoptive mother's matter. This is what we should do."

"The evidence of her wrongdoing has been sent to the police station, and neither your mother nor I will let her get away with it."

As for what kind of deserved retribution it was...

Qin Genzhi didn't want to tell her.

Of course, it's not as simple as just putting Sun Chengfeng in jail.