Xiao Guotao's surgery was scheduled for 8 a.m., and the Xiao family arrived at the hospital early in the morning.

In front of the lighted operating room door, no less than twenty people were waiting anxiously. Zhou Xia also came with her parents, standing far away and not communicating with anyone. She was listless and depressed, like a rose that was rapidly withering.

Xiao Xingyu watched Zhou Xia for a while, then waved to Uncle Chai and said, "Go ask Zhou Xia if she's had breakfast. If not, there's a bakery in front of the hospital. Go buy her some bread and cake."

"I don't want it." Zhou Xia actually heard this quiet voice. Perhaps when one's heart is set on someone, his every move will be magnified in the mind. "I had eggs and milk this morning."

Zhou Xia rejected this concern which would have made her overjoyed in the past. When she turned her eyes away, she glanced at Zhang Moyan with resentment.

Her skin felt like it was being burned, and Zhang Moyan couldn't help but feel like she'd done someone a disservice. Putting herself in Zhou Xia's shoes, she realized how cunning and deceitful she had been. First, she'd said she'd find a fortune teller to help her find her horoscope, then she'd told her that Xiao Xingyu didn't like women, and yet, in the end, she'd become Xiao Xingyu's official girlfriend.

If this were put into a film or TV drama, wouldn't this be a typical white lotus scheming bitch, a vicious green tea who would be condemned and despised by thousands of netizens.

Suddenly, her fingertips were pinched. Zhang Moyan looked up from her wandering thoughts and saw the man beside her looking at her from under his thick, fan-like eyes. His eyes were as penetrating as if he were an archbishop who wanted to rule over the thoughts of pagans.

Then he raised his head, as if teaching Zhang Moyan to hold his head high and chest out, and to stand up straight.

Zhang Moyan felt much better. She realized that Zhou Xia's tragedy wasn't caused by her, but by the fact that this man didn't love her. Even if she didn't hurt her today, someone else would. It would actually be a good thing for Zhou Xia to realize this truth sooner rather than later. Instead of wasting her precious youth hanging on a tree, she should spend more time looking for other men.

Well, Zhang Moyan admitted that the above views were all self-justification, but what does it matter? The purpose of life is to figure things out on your own. If one day you encounter a problem and can't figure it out on your own, it would probably be difficult to survive!

The phone in Xiao Xing's raincoat pocket vibrated. He took it out and answered the call. After a few short affirmative responses, he put the phone away and grabbed Zhang Moyan's back and pulled her aside: "Moyan, there's new progress on the police side. I'm taking you there to assist with the investigation."

Zhang Moyan's breathing tightened, but seeing Xiao Xingyu's unwavering faith in her, she felt calm again: "Yeah, okay."

Xiao Xingyu patted her shoulder, then walked up to Xiao Weizhou and said a few words. Xiao Weizhou immediately expressed his willingness to go together, so Xiao Xingyu drove Zhang Moyan and Xiao Weizhou to the police station to report the case.

"Don't be too nervous. Those who are innocent will be innocent." Xiao Xingyu lowered his eyes and smiled at Zhang Moyan who was about to enter the interrogation room. Even Xiao Weizhou beside him was inspired by him and became confident. "Yes, just tell the truth whatever I ask you."

The solemn and cold room was chilling. Zhang Moyan sat nervously in front of two policemen, pinching her palms. The two policemen were the same two who had recorded her statement last time.

"Please identify the content above." The young policeman named Li pushed a B5-sized booklet in front of her and opened it to one of the pages.

Spread out in front of Zhang Moyan was a color blindness test chart, with pages filled with patterns made up of colorful, irregular shapes.

Zhang Moyan leaned forward and easily identified: "60."

The young police officer turned another page, and Zhang Moyan also saw it clearly at a glance: "This is a teapot."

Turning another page: "This is a snake."

Zhang Moyan could answer all the questions as she kept flipping through the pages, but she felt that the pictures became more and more difficult to identify. After twenty pages, her eyes were dizzy and she couldn't focus.

The two policemen had no expression on their faces from beginning to end, and Zhang Moyan had no way of telling whether what she said was right or not from their faces.

Finally, I made it to the last page. This page was truly cosmically difficult. Zhang Moyan pressed a finger against the image, examining it for a long time before finally deciphering it from the strikingly similar colors. "This is a map of China."

The two policemen looked at each other meaningfully, which made Zhang Moyan unsure. What did they mean? Was she wrong?

"Wait here for a moment!" The two policemen did not give her the chance to ask questions. They packed up their things and left the interrogation room.

Zhang Moyan waited anxiously in her room, her mind racing with countless thoughts. She even began to doubt whether this world truly allowed the innocent to clear their names. If the innocent could clear their names, then why were there so many wrongful convictions? Furthermore, were those who cleared their names immune from all consequences?

Fortunately, the police didn't give her much time to use her imagination. A quarter of an hour later, Officer Li came over to open the door for her. With a bright expression, he handed her the documents to sign and said, "You can go out now."

After signing, Officer Li handed her a transparent plastic bag containing her phone: "This is back to you, please keep it safe!"

Zhang Moyan was overjoyed: "Thank you!"

It is really impossible to live without a mobile phone in this day and age. When she has a mobile phone, she feels like she is possessed by it. When she doesn't have a mobile phone, she feels like she has lost her soul. She spends a very painful day.

Zhang Moyan soon reunited with Xiao Xingyu and Xiao Weizhou, and the three of them were invited to a separate interview room for questioning by two middle-aged police officers, a man and a woman.

"It has been preliminarily determined that this case was committed by an acquaintance. Among the people you often come into contact with, is there anyone who is blue-yellow color blind?" The male police officer had two three-star badges on his shoulders and spoke in a voice as loud as a bell. He was the police officer who led the team to the Xiao family for an on-site investigation yesterday.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!