I ended the live stream and muted the chat room.
Wu Yue lay back under the air-conditioned blanket and closed her eyes to sleep.
The next day she got up early and dragged her suitcase downstairs.
"Sweetie, where are you going?" Mother Wu was taken aback. Tears welled in her eyes. What did she mean? Was her precious Yueyue running away from home? Where was she going during the middle of summer vacation? Had they not been good to her lately?
Mother Wu began to reflect on herself. Admittedly, they had been interacting less lately, but wasn't that all because she saw her child doing her homework diligently and thought she shouldn't disturb her?
Seeing Wu's mother's heartbroken appearance, on the verge of tears, Wu Yue was startled.
Could it be that she's having a teenage tantrum and wants to run away from home?
Whether or not that was what she thought, Wu Yue quickly explained, "Mom and Dad, don't worry! Listen to me. There's a celebration in Wucheng next door, and a friend invited me to go. I'll be back in two days, so don't worry. I'll bring you both some figurines as gifts when I get back."
Mother Wu clearly felt a sense of relief, a smile appeared on her face, and she glanced at her husband.
At his mother's prompting look, Wu Juemin handed over a gold card without hesitation.
This time, Wu Yue refused to accept the money. She patted her crossbody bag and said, "Mom and Dad, I haven't spent much of the money you gave me, so please don't give me any more."
Mother Wu snatched the card from Wu Juemin's pocket as he was about to put it back and shoved it into Wu Yue's hand, saying, "Money is never a burden."
Wu Yue: "..."
I was speechless after hearing that.
She looked just like someone receiving red envelopes during Chinese New Year, quietly unpacking her bag and making room for her mother to put the envelope inside.
[Do you think your body is upright? 】
Money is never a bad thing! I agree! That's why we should work hard to earn some extra cash!
[Hahaha, the Witch God's little expressions are just too much!]
[Auntie, auntie, I can't accept this! (Thinking to myself: Put it in my pocket!!)]
After finishing breakfast, Wu Yue prepared to go out.
To everyone's surprise, it wasn't Yan Chiyu waiting at the door, but Chu Xiao in a police car.
The man had a lollipop dangling from his mouth, his expression inscrutable. His crisp police uniform accentuated his tall, slender figure, and his gaze carried a hint of coldness and scrutiny.
Wu Yue was stunned, not understanding what this situation meant.
Alone, with just a police car, he's enough to intimidate people.
Chu Xiao straightened up, his voice indifferent as if they had never met before: "Xiao Peng, Wu Yue, please come with me."
The girl remained calm: "Why? You need a reason to arrest someone, right?"
"An anonymous person has reported you for murder. The deceased is Zhou Xiangdai. You two had a dispute at Mr. Song's banquet before." Chu Xiao said each word coldly.
"Zhou Xiangdai is dead?"
Wu Yue's tone was slightly surprised.
After Grandpa Song's birthday banquet, Zhou Xiangdai would be frightened once or twice by Yunwei's mother's death, and at most she would be mentally disoriented for a couple of days. Zhou's mother wouldn't stay at the Zhou family home for too long. That day happened to be the day the gates of the underworld were wide open, closing at 2:30 in the morning, and Wu's mother had already gone back by then.
Later, she heard from Yunwei that Zhou Xiangdai had returned to normal and was much more restrained towards her than before. She no longer beat or scolded her, and her words were no longer sarcastic.
This was mainly because Zhou's father warned Zhou Xiangdai behind the scenes; otherwise, Yunwei wouldn't have been able to live a peaceful life for long.
The girl's eyes narrowed slightly as she slowly and deliberately said, "My little grudge with her only lasted until that day at the banquet. After that, I had no further contact with her. Killing her? That's even more impossible."
“We’ll find out the truth ourselves. Come back to the police station with me first.” Chu Xiao came today because she was afraid that the other officers in the team would be rough with the child and frighten her.
Chu Xiao himself did not expect that when he looked at someone with the eyes of someone scrutinizing a suspect, even if he restrained himself, his gaze was still as cold and sharp as an ice blade, and his unbridled gaze left no place for anyone to hide.
If it were anyone else, they probably wouldn't even be able to stand up straight.
Wu Yue nodded slightly: "Okay."
She didn't kill anyone, so she has a clear conscience.
Wu Yue sat in the back of the police car, and the other door was suddenly opened. A long leg stretched in first, followed by a young man in a white shirt.
The clothes were loose, and the hem was adorned with a gold embroidered pattern of a bird she didn't recognize.
It's kind of nice.
She wants the same style.
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