To avoid arousing Liu Shanshan's suspicion, Fu Siming personally arranged for someone to send Yang Yi back to the orphanage.
Liu Shanshan went to greet him at the door and discovered that Yang Yi had returned alone.
She couldn't maintain her composure, but when her gaze met Yang Yi's sorrowful expression, she felt a vague unease.
"Dean Yang, where's Xiaoyu?"
Yang Yi's eyes were filled with tears, and her gaze held an indescribable sorrow, which puzzled Liu Shanshan.
She stepped forward and took Yang Yi's hand, her tone tinged with urgency, "Dean Yang, what happened? Why did you come back by yourself?"
"Xiaoyu is gone. She fell down the steps and hit her head. She's gone..."
Liu Shanshan's face was full of astonishment, "How could this be?"
Although surprised, she kept a close eye on Yang Yi's expression, but Yang Yi's grief and self-blame were impossible to hide.
She knew that Yang Yi always regarded these children as his own.
Such a reaction couldn't possibly be feigned.
Yang Yi silently observed her expression. Seeing her surprised and lost look, he couldn't imagine what she had done to the child.
"I will have to go to the neighboring city in a few days to handle her funeral arrangements."
"I'll go with you! I... I also want to see her."
Liu Shanshan blurted it out, and Yang Yi didn't say much, just nodded and went back to his office, leaving her standing there in a daze.
This was the reason they had agreed upon with Fu Siming. Even if Liu Shanshan really insisted on coming along to confirm, Fu Siming would still have a way to handle it.
Liu Shanshan was drenched in sweat, wondering how to explain this to Sun Jiming. She decided it was better to just keep it a secret.
This is a sensitive time, and if Sun Jiming finds out about this, I'm afraid I'll be the only one who will suffer.
That's a good idea.
Since returning to the villa, Sun Xiaoxiao has been preoccupied with how to smuggle the evidence out.
In Zheng Zhonglai's eyes, it seemed as if she was reluctant to part with that man.
He stubbed out his cigarette and pushed open the door to her room.
Looking at Sun Xiaoxiao, who was still sitting by the window in a daze, a mix of emotions welled up in his chest.
When she turned around and saw that it was Zheng Zhonglai, Sun Xiaoxiao remained seated in the same spot.
"Why are you here? Is there something planned?"
Zheng Zhonglai considerately closed the door before walking towards her. "Can't I come to see you if there's nothing wrong? When did we become this kind of relationship?"
Sun Xiaoxiao sensed that there was something implied in his words, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what was strange about them.
"Why have you been so absent-minded lately? Thinking about Li Hao?"
"..." He couldn't explain what he was thinking, so he could only nod, which was considered an admission.
Seeing her nod, Zheng Zhonglai finally spoke, "So, is it possible to take him down? Then you can get him to talk to the boss, and you can leave. You've been here long enough."
Zheng Zhonglai brought this up as soon as he opened his mouth, and Sun Xiaoxiao didn't want to discuss this topic with him.
Thinking of that man and the elegant, understated fragrance he exuded, she shook her head, unable to hide her disappointment.
"how?"
"Sigh, let's not talk about this anymore, there's no point in thinking about it so much. Has anything major happened with the boss lately?"
Seeing that she changed the subject, Zheng Zhonglai didn't want to make a fool of himself, so he shook his head and said, "They didn't say when it would end. It's probably because this time it's really sensitive."
He lowered his voice and leaned closer to Sun Xiaoxiao: "I heard that the results of the Taipei City election are coming out soon, and I guess it's related to this."
As the two were talking, little did they know that a figure had darted past the door and was peering through the crack, overhearing much of their conversation.
The people at the door heard Zheng Zhonglai tell Sun Xiaoxiao to seize the opportunity so they could leave.
Too frightened to listen any longer, she tiptoed out of the room.
She originally wanted to chat with Sun Xiaoxiao and learn some advice from her.
After all, when everyone is trapped in a situation where no one can escape, everyone has to find a way to make their lives better.
Sun Xiaoxiao was the oldest among them. She not only got along well with Zheng Zhonglai, who was in charge of them, but was also highly valued by the boss.
So she had a chance to leave. What about them? Did they deserve to die here?
These words enraged her and filled her with jealousy.
On what grounds?!
Back in her room, she clattered as she arranged the things on the table.
Seeing her like this, her roommate couldn't help but ask, "Ah Qiu, what's wrong? Didn't you say you were going to find Sister Xiaoxiao?"
When his companion asked this, A Qiu couldn't directly tell what he was thinking, so he gave a vague answer: "Um... Brother Zheng is in her room."
She deliberately spoke ambiguously, making it sound as if they were doing something intimate in the room.
But everyone here knew they had a good relationship, so no one thought much of it.
Seeing that he had failed to arouse his companions' gossip, A-Qiu was once again disappointed, and his resentment deepened.
She needs to think of a solution.
The following night, Sun Xiaoxiao would often go to the rooms of several younger girls to chat.
On one hand, it seemed to be a way for Zheng Zhonglai to build a good relationship with them, hoping that this would reduce their suffering. On the other hand, Sun Xiaoxiao knew how terrifying and dark it was for children their age to come here.
Because she had been through the same thing.
As she returned to her room, she kept thinking about the questions the children had asked her: "Sister Xiaoxiao, don't you want to run away?"
Escape? It was a very unfamiliar word, and it seemed that she could not escape it after that day.
Even if they escape, then what?
She couldn't even imagine what a normal life would be like.
The room door was ajar.
She had clearly closed the door before leaving, but she pushed it open suspiciously.
Ah Qiu leaned against the table where she usually sat and turned around.
The unnatural expression on his face aroused suspicion.
"What are you doing here?" Sun Xiaoxiao asked coldly for the first time.
A-Qiu was also a little startled. She forced an unnatural smile. "N-nothing... I originally wanted to come and chat with you, but I didn't expect you to go see your sisters. I... I was just thinking of waiting for you inside..."
Her words were full of flaws, but Sun Xiaoxiao didn't expose her.
"Sister Xiaoxiao, you must be tired too. I won't bother you today. I'll go back to my room first."
After saying that, he ran out in a flash.
Because of the convenience of management, it is not allowed to lock the door for a long time in a villa, especially when people are outside, as locking the door would arouse suspicion.
She closed the door, opened the back of the wardrobe, and saw the box still safely hidden among the clothes.
Feeling much more at ease, I went to wash up by myself.
With his hair still wet and not yet dried, Zheng Zhonglai led his men to kick open the door.
She was wearing a thin nightgown, and water droplets were dripping from her hair, pattering onto her clothes.
"What's wrong?" she asked, puzzled.
Zheng Zhonglai squinted at the woman in front of him, her cold eyes scrutinizing him from head to toe.
He uttered a few words, "Arrest her and lock her in the room next door."
"What are you doing?!" Sun Xiaoxiao struggled as she was held in the hands of the two men.
She saw the malicious smile on A Qiu's face.
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