Chapter 91 They've even tried to scam me?!
"Try uttering another fart!!"
As a result, Sunny simply flipped the table over.
Do you really think that nightclub female owners only know how to dress up and drink?
That would be a huge mistake.
Sunny practices boxing for at least two hours every day. Although she looks as slender as Zhang Mo, she is completely different from the sickly Zhang Mo. She can easily beat two adult men in one go.
The cadres fled in panic, the children cried loudly, and amidst the chaos, Dean Zhang remained silent for a long time. Under the worried gazes of everyone, he didn't say a word, but slowly walked back to his room and locked the door.
At that moment, she seemed to finally understand why she had never received a reply to the New Year's greetings she sent to President Dong in recent years.
It turns out, she had committed a terrible sin without even realizing it...
As an outsider, Li Yue didn't understand at all. She could only frantically pick up the child who was crying the loudest, gently comforting him, and then look at Zhang Mo with a blank expression.
Zhang Mo said, "Please take care of her for me." Then she pulled Sunny, who was still full of anger, upstairs to the second floor and back to the guest room with bunk beds.
The two sat together on the edge of the lower bunk. Zhang Mo's fingers flew across the tablet as she said to Sunny, "Give me a minute to look it up, and you take a minute to recall what exactly happened back then?"
Based on her understanding of the local officials, they might exaggerate, but they wouldn't dare to spread baseless rumors.
In other words, the death of Dong Shuchen's son in a car accident may indeed be related to the orphanage. There is a connection, both logically and temporally.
Sunny was seething with anger. After hearing Zhang Mo's words, she tried to calm herself down and recall what happened on Children's Day six years ago.
One minute later, Zhang Mo said, "You go first."
Sunny: "Okay."
I still remember back then, Zhang Mo was studying at a university in another city, and Sunny was just a clerk earning a meager salary.
"During that time, the roof of the orphanage broke down, and several applications for repair funds from relevant departments were unsuccessful. So, Director Zhang thought that he could take advantage of Children's Day to have the children rehearse a few performances. Then he would invite some big bosses or something, hoping that if they enjoyed the performances, they would be willing to donate some money to repair the roof."
I happened to have a day off that day, so I came back to help out, doing the kids' makeup and stuff." Sunny's gaze fell on her fingertips, painted with burgundy nail polish, a color that reminded her of the cheap lipsticks she used to put on the kids back in the day.
"A lot of people did come that day, the most famous of whom were Mr. and Mrs. Dong Shuchen, who also brought their 11-year-old son, Dong Lang."
He's a very lively little boy, but a bit rebellious and mischievous.
He was playing a game with the kids in our compound. When he lost, he started to cheat, rolling around on the ground and saying he wanted to play again.
Ms. Dong was quite angry and lectured him, saying that a real man shouldn't be a sore loser. She seems to be a very strict mother.
The boy became even more upset and said something like, "I hate you, I don't want you as my mother."
Then, Mr. Dong's husband, that actor named Xiang Sinian, went up and slapped his son, forcing him to apologize to his mother.
That slap was really hard; it scared me to death.
The boy was also crying his heart out.
I also heard people around me talking about how good he was to his wife.
Later, Dean Zhang couldn't stand it anymore, so he pulled Dong Lang aside to comfort him and reasoned with him. You know our Dean Zhang, she's a master at coaxing children. She calmed him down in no time, and he was playing with the other children again.
They didn't want to leave even when the sun went down, saying they wanted to stay there for another day and go home the next day.
Fortunately, they brought so many gifts that they couldn't fit them all in one car, so they brought two.
His parents had no choice but to leave early, saying they had an important meeting the next morning. They asked the driver of another car to stay with him so he could play a little longer, but he had to be home before nine o'clock.
He then played until about 8:50 p.m., said goodbye to everyone, got into the car, and left with the driver.
That's it.
Later, when I heard that Mr. Dong's son had died in a car accident, it was already a long time later. The news didn't give a specific date, so how could it have been that day?!
Zhang Mo also let out a long breath and calmly began to recount her search results: "On July 20th of that year, Xiang Sinian announced at a company meeting that his son had recently died in a car accident, causing Dong Shuchen to be overwhelmed with grief and undergo multiple emergency treatments. Now, she is unable to fulfill her responsibilities as president of Ping An Real Estate, and he will take over, effective immediately."
Official media outlets almost all began reporting on the incident around this time, leading everyone to believe that Dong Lang's accident occurred in July.
However, according to netizens, Dong Shuchen, looking panicked, was photographed entering and leaving a top-tier hospital late at night on June 1st. Here are some photos from that day—
Sunny followed her finger and saw a photo of Dong Shuchen leading a man into a hospital room. There was an electronic perpetual calendar next to it, and the photographer must have been far away. The time displayed was vaguely June 1st, 23:51. The photo only showed the man's back, and judging from his build, he should be Xiang Sinian.
Because Ping An Real Estate has consistently claimed that the event occurred "shortly before July 20th," no one has realized until today that this photo was actually taken at the scene of the crime.
Sunny's voice trembled: "So, Dong Lang really did get into a car accident on his way out of the orphanage?"
That day, she personally put the child on the bus.
The child had been waving to her through the open car window, a bright smile on his face, happily saying he wanted to come back again. Now, that smile was distorting in her mind, transforming into a blurry photograph of him in a news report...
Little did we know, those would be the child's last moments.
“Dean Zhang…” Sunny could hardly imagine how much Dean Zhang would blame himself if this were true.
For people with high moral standards, there is no such thing as indirect or direct responsibility; they will take it all upon themselves!
She must have thought that if she hadn't been so greedy for fundraising, and if she hadn't taken the initiative to invite them, Dong Shuchen's family wouldn't have come that day, and wouldn't have been in a car accident on their way home...
She killed a child! She killed Dong Shuchen's only child!
How can she still have the nerve to be a dean on Dong Shuchen's land, in the house donated by Dong Shuchen!
“No, something’s definitely wrong…” Zhang Mo gritted her teeth. “Why did they hide the child’s death for so long? Back in late June, Ping An Real Estate’s project was suspended for a week due to safety issues, and no one came forward to take charge. But they announced the death in July when nothing serious had happened?!”
This is unreasonable.
Zhang Mo didn't believe it, she was unwilling to accept it, and she was even more unwilling to let Dean Zhang spend the rest of his life immersed in painful self-blame.
Her gaze was fixed on the hospital room photo taken at 11:51 PM on June 1st. Her mind raced, and after a moment, she pointed to a spot on the wall in the photo and asked Sunny, "What do you see here?"
Sunny looked at it for a while, and it was a square sign about the size of a palm. She said uncertainly, "This looks like a patient's name tag."
Yes, most hospital inpatient departments will write the patient's name on the door of the ward.
Zhang Mo's eyes shone with an eerie light: "Don't you think this isn't just two words, but three?"
If it's Dong Lang, then there should only be two characters.
Sunny was startled and squinted to try and see, but she really couldn't see clearly.
Zhang Mo: "I have a classmate who specializes in image processing, wait a minute."
Zhang Mo quickly sent the photo to her classmate, highlighting the parts that needed to be zoomed in on in high definition.
Perhaps because the area outlined was so small, it was very easy to process, and in less than ten minutes, the other side sent back the processed image.
Upon opening it—
Patient's name: Xiang Sinian!
Sunny: "!!!"
"Fine," Zhang Mo sneered. "You clearly saw Dong Lang get into the driver's car back then, but not long after, when Dong Lang had his accident, he was with Xiang Sinian. Obviously, something else must have happened in between!"
They kept delaying, not to hide their son's death, but to hide the fact that they themselves were injured.
For some reason, he couldn't let the outside world know that his son's accident happened while he was with him.
It's even possible that he's the one who killed the child...
And he even dared to spread the word that it was Dean Zhang's responsibility that caused the child's death?!
"Fine, fine, you bastard, you've even tried to scam me..."
You're dead meat!
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