Chapter 277 "Can I not go?"
Cheng Sangsang looked at the tall, slender girl in front of her, from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Tu Xiaomao, you've lost weight. Have you been eating properly?"
Xu Bai wiped his eyes: "Of course!"
He sniffed and looked her up and down with longing eyes: "Big sister, you seem to have grown quite a bit taller. Now you look even thinner, like you'd be blown away by the wind."
"Nonsense!"
Cheng Sangsang was furious and immediately kicked him: "If you can't speak properly, then don't speak at all! You're the one who got blown away by the wind!"
"Tu Xiaomao, don't listen to him!"
Tu Yao was caught off guard and surrounded by people, her ears filled with the intimate, urgent, and unique voices of the two people in front of her.
I was completely confused and bewildered by what I heard.
Tu Yao knows herself very well. She is warm, cheerful, outgoing, and helpful. She has carried on the good habits of dealing with people that her grandmother taught her since she was a child.
However, she also set strict standards for herself when it came to making friends.
Even with people like Chu Yun and Qin Lang, who she grew up with, she built up many defenses in her heart and only released the signal to bring them into the same camp after repeatedly confirming their identities.
But these people in front of me, these strangers...
Every word he uttered, every vivid expression on his face, seemed to precisely penetrate all her defenses and strike her heart.
Because they're already friends?
...in those memories she lost.
Tu Yao remained silent for a long time, suddenly unsure how to respond.
Her hands trembled as she gripped the hem of her clothes, and her head inexplicably began to spin again.
Noticing her unusual behavior, Wen Yu frowned and immediately pulled Cheng Sangsang along.
Before Tu Yao could react, Wen Yu's gentle tone replaced her loud and boisterous voice.
"Little sister, do you remember me? We exchanged contact information a couple of days ago. I'm Wenyu."
She then tugged at Jiang Ye beside her: "Jiang Ye, did you meet him beforehand at the music festival that day?"
Tu Yao immediately looked up and saw a gentle, short-haired girl in front of her.
Now it was Tu Yao's turn to be stunned.
Hearing this? Jiang Ye?
...Are they her friends too?
Wen Yu smiled and said, "And Teacher Ma, it's too late for him to come over, but he asked us to make sure to mention him to you."
Tu Yao finally reacted, hesitatingly asking, "Old Ma?"
"Yes, that's him."
"So...who are Old Ma's friends?"
Cheng Sangsang immediately raised her hand excitedly: "It's me!"
Tu Yao: ...
Tu Yao's head was spinning even more.
What happened? So, without her knowledge, she had already contacted all her old friends?
...
Beside the van, Tu Chaoxi stood with her arms crossed, watching from afar, and couldn't help but laugh.
He didn't know how to describe the feeling.
Over the past four years, although they have maintained contact, they have almost never been able to find a suitable time to get together.
Even when they do get together, they always break up after just a few words.
But once Tu Yao returned to this world, even though she had lost her memories, she still managed to connect all of them in such a clever way.
"...Tu Xiaomao, you're really amazing."
Before Wen Yu could say more than a few words, Cheng Sangsang couldn't hold back and snatched the person away again.
It's been too long, a full four years, so long that Cheng Sangsang considers herself to have grown into someone who can stand on her own and be independent and persistent.
Xu Bai's IQ has increased by a whole level.
However, they knew nothing about Tu Yao.
Cheng Sangsang couldn't help but ask, "Tu Xiaomao, did you get into university?"
What did you study?
Where do you live now?
"Besides Zhao Yuanfeng, is there anyone else who bullies you?"
One sentence after another without stopping.
Tu Yao scratched her head, then her eyes darted around and she saw several police cars driving by. She quickly interrupted Tu Yao, "Hey! The police are here!"
As she turned her head, Tu Yao quickly withdrew from the crowd and ran towards the police car.
The police quickly came down and asked directly, "The restaurant called the police, but they didn't say much about the details. What happened?"
Tu Yao quickly rummaged in her pocket and handed over the voice recorder: "Here's what I recorded. I'm going to report Zhao Yuanfeng and Zhao Xing."
Police officer: "Where is he?"
Tu Yao glanced around and quickly pointed in a direction: "There!"
The police followed the line of sight and saw a middle-aged man lying on the ground with a bruised and swollen face.
police:? ? ?
"...And there's one more?"
Others arrived one after another.
Lin Yue also took a step forward. Upon hearing this, he silently took a step back, turned around, and pulled Zhao Xing, who was still unconscious in the trunk, out and casually threw him on the ground.
"here."
police:? ? ?
Nan Ke stepped forward, smiled, and explained gently, "It was self-defense."
The police officer turned his gaze away suspiciously.
"...What exactly happened? Who can explain?"
Tu Chaoxi instinctively took a step forward, about to speak, when Tu Yao immediately interrupted, "I'll speak!"
Tu Chaoxi was taken aback.
She immediately changed from being bewildered by the crowd surrounding her, looked straight ahead, and said seriously, "Officer, I'll talk."
Nan Ke's eyes flickered slightly, and she tugged at Tu Chaoxi: "...Brother, let her say it herself."
Tu Chaoxi's eyes dimmed, and she nodded.
In front of the police car, Tu Yaoxian pointed to the recording pen: "This is the evidence I just recorded regarding Zhao Yuanfeng's embezzlement of company projects. You can submit it to his company for public release."
The police were about to say that this was none of their business.
The next second, Tu Yao reached into her pocket again and took out a small blue woven bag.
She lowered her head and carefully, meticulously, and cautiously untied the small bag, revealing an old-fashioned machine with a cracked screen, and laboriously turned it on.
"This is a video recording of Zhao Yuanfeng hiring thugs to splash paint and smash walls at the welfare home over the past month."
"I came a total of six times, and each time I stayed for about twenty minutes."
She smiled sheepishly: "It was Grandpa Liu from the security office who secretly recorded it. The phone is a bit old, so the picture quality is a little blurry, but it's still barely visible."
Tu Yao clicked to play, and the thugs' provocative and threatening voices immediately came out.
Upon hearing this, everyone behind Tu Yao's face darkened.
They knew all about these things, and within just a few hours today, they had someone thoroughly investigate Tu Yao's experiences over the past month.
Finding someone to investigate is one thing, but seeing these actual video recordings is another.
Tu Chaoxi was so angry that her face turned pale, and she wished she could go and give Zhao Yuanfeng another good beating.
The police officer glanced at each document for a few seconds, frowned slightly, checked the records, and quickly pointed out the loopholes.
"But how can we prove the relationship between these thugs and Zhao Yuanfeng?"
"The testimony in my police dispatch records shows that they do not know Zhao Yuanfeng."
Tu Yao said calmly, "There is evidence. I just handed you a recording, which contains Zhao Yuanfeng's personal admission that he hired thugs."
“He hired people to keep threatening us so that we would move out of the welfare home.”
This time, the police officer pondered for a while, and then, out of goodwill, reminded him: "Tu...Tu Yao, is that right? I have to tell you very clearly, if these charges are established, Zhao Yuanfeng can indeed be convicted and detained."
They were all aware of the situation at the suburban welfare home; they had received no fewer than five police reports about it over the past month.
Without exception, each time these thugs denied being instructed by someone behind the scenes.
Without concrete evidence, even if they had suspicions, they could only issue verbal warnings in the end.
Tu Yao has now found the connection between these thugs and Zhao Yuanfeng, which is indeed a major breakthrough, but...
The police officer paused for a moment: "...If I'm not mistaken, the issue that's troubling you the most is probably the property rights of the house."
He cautioned, "Zhao Yuanfeng is detained, but he still has immediate family members who can inherit that house."
In other words, Tu Yao's treatment of Zhao Yuanfeng was only a temporary fix and did not address the root cause of the problem.
Tu Chaoxi was so angry he could hardly speak. What house? If his sister wanted one, he would buy her a hundred or a thousand!
He was about to interject when he heard Tu Yao say softly, "He has no right to inherit."
Tu Chaoxi was taken aback.
Everyone was stunned.
Police officer: "...What do you mean?"
Tu Yao has moved on to the next picture.
“This is the will my grandmother wrote when I was fourteen. The will states that I can take over this welfare home after I come of age.”
"The property rights to the house and the land belong to me."
As soon as he finished speaking, all around fell silent.
The police officer stared at her in surprise, speechless for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, his eyes slowly revealed undisguised praise.
"...You are very smart."
Not only did they preserve complete evidence of the repeated disturbances to the welfare home, but they also recorded Zhao Yuanfeng's own admission of hiring thugs, and even found the loophole in his employment that caused him to completely lose his social status.
Only after all this did she reveal the secret that she owned the full property rights to the welfare home.
She did everything flawlessly, ensuring her own safety as a whole.
The police officer said solemnly, "Don't worry, we will handle this matter strictly in accordance with the law."
Tu Yao pursed her lips, confirming, "...So now both I and the orphanage are safe, right?"
The police officer nodded slowly and seriously: "Yes."
After watching the police take Zhao Yuanfeng and his son away, Tu Yao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Turning around, she saw a group of people looking at her with unusually solemn expressions.
Tu Yao was taken aback.
"W-what's wrong?"
Tu Chaoxi tried hard to suppress the turmoil in her chest, opening her mouth several times, but without success.
Over the years, they've climbed to their current positions, and dealing with a nobody like Zhao Yuanfeng is no different than crushing an ant.
What they consider a simple role is undoubtedly a huge challenge for Tu Yao now.
Even though the mountain in front of her was huge and heavy, Tu Yao still tried her best to protect herself, and in the end, she managed to move it away little by little on her own.
They witnessed Tu Yao's intelligence and keen insight once again.
But for some reason, this intelligence and keenness suddenly made Tu Chaoxi feel a little flustered.
It's as if, even in their absence, Tu Yao still lived a vibrant and fulfilling life.
And all of them have realized with absolute clarity over the past four years that it is they who need Tu Yao.
So now, does Tu Yao, who has lost her memory, need them?
Tu Chaoxi took a deep breath and said softly, "Tu Xiaomao, it's late, go back with your brothers."
Tu Yao was taken aback.
The next second, she hesitated and asked, "...Can I not go?"
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