Chapter 134 A Woman Without a Past
Fu Wenzhi did not answer, but clicked on the document on the computer and called up a surveillance video.
If Tang Wan were here, he would definitely recognize that this is the back mountain of Xinxin Orphanage.
This surveillance video was taken six years ago, before Tang Wan was born.
A pregnant woman appeared inside.
She was wearing a pair of sunglasses that covered half of her face, with no decorations on her ears. Her long black hair was casually tied up. She stood at the door of the orphanage and wandered outside for a long time.
The half of her face that was revealed looked particularly cute even in such a blurry video.
She was wearing the unique ethnic costume of Huainan and a pair of lively silver ornaments on her head.
But her movements were not restricted by her big belly, so she was quite flexible.
Fu Wenzhi sent the video to Si Huai, saying, "This is my application for admission."
Si Huai looked a little dazed when he saw the woman in the video.
This woman gave Si Huai a familiar feeling.
But she is obviously not like the person in his mind at all.
But when his eyes fell on the woman's bulging belly, Si Huai's heart still ached unconsciously.
He could hardly find his voice, only his long-held instinct, in reply: "Who is this?"
Fu Wenzhi's voice seemed to come from far away, making it difficult to hear clearly.
"I don't know you, but I know you need this."
"Didn't the people at Xinxin Orphanage say that there haven't been any outsiders here for over a decade? Then who is she?"
"The residents around Xinxin Orphanage have never mentioned a pregnant woman."
"Haven't you noticed? She's the only one in this video."
Si Huai suddenly felt a chill rising.
He understood what Fu Wenzhi meant.
In other words, the people at Xinxin Orphanage are hiding the existence of this woman.
Why?
Who is this woman?
Did she know something, so she was killed to silence her?
Many thoughts flashed through Si Huai's mind.
But he did not agree to Fu Wenzhi immediately.
He knew that the fact that Fu Wenzhi could produce this video meant that he knew more than just this little bit of information.
Fu Wenzhi is such a person, he will never let himself fall into an unfavorable situation.
He will not show his cards to others, but will control the overall situation himself.
Si Huai was not such a passive person, so he fell silent.
This is a silent game.
Finally, Fu Wenzhi took a step back and said, "If I were you, I would probably investigate the child Huainan gave birth to six years ago."
"Especially those who were adopted, sent to orphanages, or..." Fu Wenzhi paused, and when he spoke again, his voice was a little cold, "or those who died in accidents."
Si Huai pursed his lips tightly, and finally responded to Fu Wenzhi's suggestion before hanging up the phone: "I will talk to President Fu. As for whether you can transfer, it depends on you."
"Lingyun College always welcomes children with personality."
Si Huai hung up the phone, turned on the video, and then took out an old wallet from his pocket.
The pair of hands, so white that they were almost transparent, slowly opened the wallet, and what came into view was a yellowed photo.
She is a very energetic girl.
She was wearing a long red dress, her short hair was a little messy, and the smile on her face was brighter than the sun.
Si Huai stroked the girl's face in the photo, slowly closed his eyes, and said nothing.
The warm sunlight shone on him, but it could not dispel the sadness in him.
He seemed to be dead, and spring would never come again.
The blooming of flowers has nothing to do with him.
The roses in the garden are gorgeous, but they are just decorations.
There weren't even any bright colors in his room.
This is the case throughout the Si family's old house.
It is like a fading monster, about to die in the bustling scene.
The next day.
Tang Wan returned to school, but found that two classmates were missing from the class.
One is Fan Xi who was not convinced yesterday, and the other is Gong Xiao who sat in front of her.
The new head teacher walked up to the podium. It was the somewhat elderly teacher.
He placed his water cup on the table and said slowly, "Fan Xi has transferred to another school, and the position of cultural and arts committee member in our class has become vacant. Are there any students who would like to take the position?"
There was a moment of silence in the classroom.
Many times, it’s not that people don’t want to, but that they can’t.
Tang Guan saw that Gong Xiao's seatmate was feeling a little uneasy.
Her hands were clenched into fists, her body was trembling, she tried to raise her hands, then quickly put them down.
Another lively boy in the class has already stood up.
He had a flamboyant smile on his face and said in a cheerful tone, "So it's my turn, right? Hey, I want to be the cultural committee member."
Tang Guan saw her breathe a sigh of relief, with a stiff smile on her face, but her hands slowly loosened and placed on the table, seeming a little unwilling.
Tang Wan didn't like to meddle in other people's business, so she just took a look and then looked away.
The head teacher at the podium nodded, not caring whether this student had a sense of responsibility or artistic talent, and just talked to himself.
"Ms. Gong Xiao is feeling unwell and is taking a week off."
"Who's willing to be the acting monitor for the next week?"
Suddenly, Tang Guan’s deskmate raised his hand.
But he wasn't doing it for himself.
His delicate face was filled with the smugness of a successful prank. He pointed at Tang Wan and said, "Teacher, I recommend my seatmate."
Tang Guan didn't expect this kind of operation. He turned his head subconsciously and saw Ji Helin's arrogant look.
His smile was flamboyant, revealing two sharp fangs.
He blinked at Tang Wan and said, "How are you, deskmate?"
The other children were whispering, making the quiet classroom seem a little noisy.
"Eh? Didn't they say that Ji Helin and Tang Wan have a bad relationship? Why did Ji Helin recommend Tang Wan to be the acting squad leader?"
"Isn't Tang Wan able to speak? How can she enforce discipline? Is she relying on her 'hand seals'?"
"Pfft, don't make it sound so funny."
The head teacher sitting on the podium felt something was wrong.
He knew that this mess would not be easy to take over, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult.
Just when he wanted to stop this farce, Tang Wan suddenly stood up and nodded.
The students who were paying attention to Tang Wan's every move were a little surprised.
"She, she agreed?"
"Huh? How does she manage that?"
These voices filled the classroom, but Tang Wan simply took a pen and walked up to the podium, then turned his back to the students and raised his hand.
"squeak!"
A harsh sound rang out in the classroom, making the shouting voices disappear in an instant.
An obvious mark appeared on the blackboard, like Tang Wan at the moment, with a strong presence.
She put down the pen in her hand and wrote on the blackboard.
Those clear black eyes glanced at the classmates in the classroom. There was no wind or waves in them, and it was very calm.
Her back was straight, like an unyielding poplar, graceful and shining.
[Hello everyone, I'm Tang Wan. For the next week, I'll be replacing Gong Xiao and serving as your squad leader.]
[I will, to all my classmates.]
[Treat everyone equally.]
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