What happened today was indeed an accident.

But that wasn't the case for her.

She consults the oracle every week to predict her fortune, and this week's oracle indicates that nothing major is going to happen.

Even if something were wrong, she should have been able to figure it out.

Wen Li lay on the hospital bed, her eyes slightly closed, her hand tapping the edge of the bed intermittently.

The concussion left her feeling dazed, but her mind remained unusually clear.

For some reason, Wen Li recalled Qin Ruolan's gloomy face before she went to school last week.

Suddenly remembering something, Wen Li opened her eyes and looked down at the sofa in the VIP ward.

Her schoolbag was on the sofa.

The schoolbag was dirty and lay alone on the sofa.

Wen Li suddenly noticed a faint, almost imperceptible aura emanating from the bottom of the backpack.

Squinting, Wen Li got out of bed.

She put all her homework on the sofa. Then, sure enough, she saw a patch on the bottom of her backpack. She touched it and found a hard lump slightly larger than a coin. If you touched it carefully, you could even see the texture on it.

Wen Li's expression darkened slightly. She found a pair of scissors and tore open the fabric at the bottom of the backpack.

A yellow and white coin appeared in front of Wen Li.

Wen Li picked up the currency and examined it carefully.

The patterns on the currency are somewhat rough, and it does not belong to any dynasty's common currency; it looks more like something from an ancient tribe.

Wen Li is not an archaeological expert and can only make some judgments based on the patterns and designs on the surface.

But Wen Li was certain that this round coin was the culprit that caused her trouble.

She could sew money into her schoolbag, something her classmates didn't have the opportunity to do, so they had to do it at home.

It's almost obvious who the murderer is.

Wen Li looked at the white object in her hand, and her hand suddenly tightened.

Half a minute later, Wen Li took out her phone and made a call: "Dad, can you and my older brother come back tomorrow? I have something to take care of."

"Xiao Xu, stop playing around and come home before tomorrow."

...

Wen Li called her family members one by one before finally lying down in her hospital bed to rest.

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Saturday.

Qin Ruolan put her feet on the coffee table, cracking melon seeds all over the floor.

The television in front of her was broadcasting a news report about a car accident that occurred in City A on Friday.

Wen Li didn't come back last night, and Qin Ruolan didn't ask about Wen Li's situation. She just got up early the next day and told the housekeeper to make her a big breakfast.

At that moment, three luxury cars drove up to the villa.

Unbeknownst to Qin Ruolan, when the Wen family members entered the house, they were greeted by a scene of trash scattered all around her.

Xu Yurong's heart tightened upon seeing this scene.

He immediately called out, "Mom!"

Qin Ruolan was startled and turned around to see the Wen family standing neatly behind him.

None of them had a pleasant expression.

"What are you yelling about!" A bad feeling suddenly welled up in Qin Ruolan's heart, but she still stubbornly said, "You scared me to death, you know!"

Xu Yurong had a terrible headache: "Mom, look at the mess you've made of the house! The floor is carpeted, and you've scattered sunflower seeds everywhere. How are we supposed to have the housekeeper clean it?"

Qin Ruolan was already feeling a bit guilty. If it were only Xu Yurong, she could have said that she was an unfilial daughter and retorted with a few words, but now that Wen Tingsong and Wen Yanchu were standing in front of her, she didn't dare to say these words at all.

"You've given them so much money, are you suggesting they'll be picky about the work they do?"

Xu Yurong and Qin Ruolan couldn't communicate.

Wen Tingsong noticed his wife's predicament and whispered a few words of comfort. Xu Yurong then stopped talking, her eyes reddening.

"Mom." Out of respect for his wife, Wen Tingsong had always called Qin Ruolan "Mom," but after what Wen Li told him on the phone yesterday, he looked at Qin Ruolan with more hatred.

After a pause, Wen Tingsong asked directly, "Xiaoli didn't come home yesterday, why didn't you call me?"

"Didn't you go home?"

Qin Ruolan feigned surprise, as if she knew nothing about it.

Immediately afterward, Qin Ruolan hesitated, then sighed deeply, as if pouring out her troubles, and said helplessly, "Tingsong, as her stepmother, I don't mean to say anything bad about Wen Li, it's just that..."

After saying that, Qin Ruolan shook her head.

Although nothing was said, it seemed as if everything was said.

Xu Yurong's mood had just improved a little when she heard Wen Tingsong say that Wen Li hadn't come home all night. Her eyes widened instantly, and she looked at her mother in disbelief: "Mom, the child hasn't come home all night. Why didn't you tell the family? What if something happened to Wen Li outside?"

After saying that, Xu Yurong suddenly remembered that Wen Li had asked her to come back last night.

Even though she didn't know exactly what had happened, Xu Yurong had a bad feeling. Her intuition told her that Wen Li's failure to come home all night was inextricably linked to Qin Ruolan.

Qin Ruolan was filled with anger as she faced the family's accusations.

Wen Li is a living, breathing person; how could she possibly control her?

Thinking this, Xu Yurong's face was full of hesitation and sadness, and then her eyes reddened.

Wen family members: ...

The old lady's expression changed so quickly.

Qin Ruolan wiped away non-existent tears, glanced at Wen Li, and then sighed deeply: "Tingsong, there are some things I didn't want to tell you, but now it seems I have no choice but to."

“Wen Li is going through puberty now, and she’s never been respectful to me, her stepmother. Everyone knows about this, and you can find anyone to vouch for this old woman.”

"I only said a couple of words to her, and she turned on me like a knife. I was trying to do what was best for her, but she thought I was meddling."

"Just last week, she didn't say anything, didn't eat, went out early in the morning to hang out with the male classmates, and didn't come back until 10 p.m. When she came back, her clothes were all messed up, and I don't know what she did with that male classmate."

“I went to bed a little early last night and didn’t notice if Wen Li had come back. Ting Song, I know you feel guilty about this child, but the child is clearly becoming more and more eccentric as he grows up. If you don’t take care of him soon, you might end up holding your grandson.”

"Mom!" Xu Yurong's face turned green with anger as her mother's words became increasingly outrageous.

What's wrong with Wen Li? She clearly reported it to her that day.

If I could tell her, I naturally told Lao Wen or my brothers as well.

Xu Yurong wanted to explain, but Wen Tingsong spoke first, his tone indifferent: "Then how do you think I should educate my child?"

Qin Ruolan didn't notice the change in Wen Tingsong at all.

Qin Ruolan quickly pretended to say, "After all, she's just a child, so we shouldn't be too strict with her. But if she makes a mistake, she should be punished. I have a principal in my WeChat Moments who runs a traveling school. Let Wen Li go there for a year, and the principal will educate her well."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wen Tingsong's ugly expression.