Wang Jing felt a chill in her heart.

And then there was a feeling of "I knew it."

Did those two scumbags bury Wang's mother alive?

“Xiao Jing, I think this is a good idea. They’ve bullied you a lot lately.” Beneath Li Tong’s honest and simple exterior lay a coldness that was not typical of a young man.

“Your grandparents will definitely go to jail, and your mother is dead. From now on, you won’t be bullied anymore.”

Wang Jing said, "Unlike you, I don't have a grandmother, but no relatives. I will be sent to an orphanage."

Li Tong's parents left the mountains to work in big cities in their early years. Later, they committed murder and went to prison. His grandfather also died, and he lived with his grandmother.

Li Tong frowned, somewhat bewildered: "An orphanage?"

Wang Jing explained to Li Tong, a poor student, "It's an orphanage."

Wang Jing pushed Li Tong away, rubbed her eyes hard, and then entered the Wang family's courtyard.

"Waaaaah, Mommy! Mommy!"

"Stop!" A policewoman standing guard in the An family's courtyard was bumped by Wang Jing and helped up.

Wang Jing looked up, her eyes red and sparkling like glass.

"Officer, is my mother dead?"

The policewoman immediately recognized Wang Jing and felt a pang of sympathy: "You're Wang Jing, right? Your mother... sigh."

She couldn't bring herself to say something so cruel.

To her surprise, Wang Jing calmed down after hearing what she said and did not burst into tears.

"Officer, I'd like to be alone for a while."

After saying that, she rushed into Grandma Wang's room before the policewoman could react.

Where is the money hidden?