Regarding this event, I can't help but want to sing a song: The light of righteousness shines upon the earth!

[This is hilarious! Did the little princess get arrested as soon as she stepped out of the police station?]

[One problem wasn't even solved before another one popped up. I'd like to see just how much "money power" this little princess has!]

[Looks like she's done quite a few illegal and disorderly things. She needs a thorough investigation before being released. A princess is a princess, even her time in jail is much longer than us mere mortals.]

...

When Gu Yulin was editing and publishing, Xu Zhaozhao asked Sister Yan for Jiang Ting's phone number.

After all, this information involves other people's privacy, so it's best to obtain the consent of the person involved.

Jiang Ting's anesthesia had worn off, and she had woken up.

If Xu Zhaozhao hadn't also been trapped in the ward, she would have run downstairs to find him.

"Xiaoting, are you feeling better?"

Xu Zhaozhao asked.

"It's alright, thank you, Miss Zhao Zhao." His voice was still a little hoarse, but his gratitude was genuine.

After explaining the situation to him, Xu Zhaozhao asked, "Do you mind if I put this information online?"

If it were sent to the police station alone, it wouldn't have much impact, and given Xiao Jiejie's financial power, it wouldn't have much effect on her either.

Only by leveraging public opinion...

After a moment of silence, Jiang Ting slowly replied, "I'm fine. Anyway, the Xiao family won't want me anymore."

The few seconds of pause were not Jiang Ting's hesitation, but rather her astonishment.

Although Xiao Jiejie is a bit thoughtless, her dad always cleans up after her mistakes...

Where did Miss Zhao Zhao find the evidence?

Jiang Ting didn't intend to investigate further.

Xu Zhaozhao felt a pang of sadness at his words. "Don't worry, Xiaoting, go ahead and pursue your dreams. I'll take care of Mom's medical expenses."

“This won’t do…” Jiang Ting said hurriedly.

"Why not? Of course there are conditions. If I ever encounter difficulties in the future, I'll need your help."

Xu Zhaozhao said, pretending to be relaxed.

This was just to make Jiang Ting feel better, so she wouldn't feel like she was doing him charity.

There was a long silence on the other end before someone said in a choked voice, "Thank you..."

Jiang Ting must have been crying; the sound of a woman sobbing nearby was also recorded, accompanied by a soft murmur: "It must be your father watching over us from heaven..."

This simple "thank you" contains so much.

Thank you for saving his mother, thank you for being willing to help him, thank you for giving him the right to pursue his dreams...

Xu Zhaozhao hung up the phone with mixed feelings.

At the same time, Gu Yulin also posted on Weibo.

His little hands were operating something on the iPad, and before long, the Weibo post had become very popular.

Many comments emerged in support of Jiang Ting—public opinion always tends to side with justice.

However, the second video did not explicitly state that it was related to Xiao Jiejie, leading some people to doubt its authenticity.

[Isn't this just exploiting the descendants of martyrs? What can one photo prove?]

I feel sorry for Jiang Ting, but pairing a video with a photo... feels like a dirty trick.

Even if it's true, doesn't Jiang Ting deserve it? A ten-year-old kid eagerly wanting to be a bodyguard—isn't that just asking for a beating?

[Some people in the comments are really good at distorting the truth. It's clearly the one who hired child labor who was in the wrong, okay?]

Who exactly is this whistleblower? Let me find out!

...

"Baby, can't we really find you?"

Xu Zhaozhao was somewhat worried after seeing these comments.

Gu Yulin patted Xu Zhaozhao's shoulder like a little adult, "Don't worry, Mom."

The only one who could breach his firewall is that scoundrel...

Let's not talk about it!

Xu Zhaozhao was scrolling through the comments when a message notification popped up in the chat box, and she subconsciously clicked on it.

Little Pig: The fire brigade has come to see Jiang Ting. You can go down and take a look too.

Shhh! I'm off right now!

Shh: [Kissing sounds emoji]

The fire brigade acted really quickly; they came to visit Jiang Ting at the hospital not long after the news broke.

Xu Zhaozhao was overjoyed to receive permission to leave the ward.

There were no clean clothes at the hospital—the blood-stained Lina Belle pajamas were nowhere to be found, so Xu Zhaozhao had no choice but to go downstairs in her hospital gown.

They weren't wearing flashy firefighter uniforms, which might cause panic, so they were only dressed in civilian clothes.

Xu Zhaozhao was actually a bit face-blind, and only recognized the leader as the fire brigade captain from that day.

He held a large bouquet of carnations in his hands and placed it on Jiang Ting's bedside. Ding Rong also got off the hospital bed and took care of Jiang Ting.

"Xiaoting, your injuries must hurt a lot, right?"

The captain's eyes reddened.

Jiang Ting forced a smile and shook her head. "It doesn't hurt."

He's a future firefighter, what's a little injury to him?

"I'm sorry for your father, I didn't take good care of you..." The captain choked up as he spoke.

When I visited them before, the mother and son were both fine. How did things turn out like this in the blink of an eye?

Jiang, even from heaven, probably won't forgive him.

If he had discovered it sooner, Xiaoting wouldn't have ended up on this path...

“You can’t say that. You’ve taken good care of our family all these years,” Ding Rong replied gently.

Even though her husband is no longer alive, he remains her hero in her heart.

Xu Zhaozhao didn't want to break the silence, so she stood outside for a long time.

Click.

Seeing that the atmosphere was just right, Xu Zhaozhao opened the door and went inside.

All eyes in the room were on her.

She greeted them somewhat shyly, "Hello, I've come to see Xiaoting."

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

"benefactor!!"

The atmosphere was broken by Ding Rong rushing towards Xu Zhaozhao.

Xu Zhaozhao's eyes widened, and with a large stride, she lifted Ding Rong's arm, preventing her from kneeling down.

Emma, ​​stop kneeling all the time!!

It's shortening my lifespan!

Through their conversation, the firefighters learned that Xu Zhaozhao had saved Ding Rong's life and had even promised to provide them with financial assistance.

It's heartbreaking to think that when they launched a fundraising campaign in the group, they didn't even get a fraction of the money Xu Zhaozhao had donated.

"Jiang Ting's mother, get up quickly."

Ding Rong stopped insisting and stood up.

Thank goodness.

If they keep raising it, Xu Zhaozhao will have to kneel down before them.

"Miss Zhao Zhao, thank you so much!"

The captain even clasped his hands together and bowed to her, not as a mockery, but as a sign of deep reverence.

You are truly a reincarnation of Guanyin Bodhisattva!

Xu Zhaozhao: ...

If you don't know how to praise someone, you don't have to force it.