The little mute's life was stolen, and the wealthy boss comes to spoil him

Fu Wenzhi didn't answer. He just 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 hill of Xinxin Orphanage.

This surveillance video was taken six years ago, before Tang Wan was born.

A pregnant woman appeared inside.

Wearing a pair of sunglasses that covered half of her face, there were no decorations on her ears, and her long black hair was tied up casually. She stood at the door of the orphanage and wandered outside for a long time.

The half of her face that was only exposed looked particularly delicate even in such a blurry video.

She is wearing Huainan's unique ethnic costumes and smart silver jewelry on her head.

It's just that my movements are not restricted by my pregnant belly, so I'm pretty flexible.

Fu Wenzhi sent this video to Si Huai, but said, "This is my admission application."

Si Huai looked a little dazed when he saw the woman in the video.

This woman gave Si Huai a familiar feeling.

But she clearly didn't look like the person she thought she was.

But when his eyes fell on the woman's bulging belly, Si Huai's heart still throbbed unconsciously.

He could barely find his own voice, just the long-held instinct that answered: "Who is this?"

Fu Wenzhi's voice seemed to come from a very far away place, 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 have been no outsiders in this place for more than ten years? Then who is she?"

"From the residents around Xinxin Orphanage, there has never been a pregnant woman."

"Didn't you notice? She is 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 and was killed to silence her?

Many thoughts flashed through Si Huai's mind.

But he didn't agree to Fu Wenzhi immediately.

He knew that Fu Wenzhi's ability to produce this video meant that he knew more than just this little bit of information.

Fu Wenzhi is such a person, he will never put himself into a disadvantageous situation.

He will not show his trump card to others, but will only control the overall situation by himself.

And Si Huai was not that passive, 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 born in Huainan six years ago."

"Especially the kind of children who are adopted, enter an orphanage, or..." Fu Wenzhi paused, and when he spoke again, his voice was a little cold, "or died unexpectedly."

Si Huai pursed his thin lips tightly, and finally answered Fu Wenzhi's suggestion before hanging up the phone: "I will talk to Mr. Fu. As for whether you can transfer to another school, it depends on you."

"Lingyun Academy always welcomes children with unique personalities."

Si Huai hung up the phone, turned on the video, and took out an old wallet from his pocket.

Those white, almost transparent hands 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's hand caressed the girl's face in the photo, and he slowly closed his eyes without saying a word.

The warm sunlight shone on his body, but it could not dispel the sadness on his body.

He seemed to have died and spring would never come again.

The flowers blooming has nothing to do with him.

The roses in the garden are delicate and beautiful, but they only exist as decorations.

There were not even bright colors in his room.

The entire Si family's old house is like this.

It is like a twilight monster, dying in the bustling Jing Jiao.

The next day.

Tang Wan returned to school, only to find that two classmates were missing from the class.

One is Fan Xi who was unconvinced yesterday, and the other is her front desk officer Gong Xiao.

The new head teacher stepped onto the podium, it was the somewhat elderly teacher.

He put his water glass on the table and said slowly: "Fan Xi has transferred to another school, and the position of the art committee member of our class has become vacant. Is there any other student who would like to serve?"

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 Wan saw that Gong Xiao's seatmate was a little uneasy.

Her hands were clenched into fists, and her body was shaking a little. She tentatively raised her hands, and then quickly put them down.

Another lively boy in the class had already stood up.

He had a flamboyant smile on his face and said in a cheerful tone: "Then it's my turn, right? Hehe, I want to be a member of the literary and art committee."

Tang Wan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her, with a stiff smile on her face, but she slowly loosened her hands and placed them on the table, seemingly unwilling to do so.

Tang Wan didn't like to meddle in other people's business, so she just glanced at him and then looked away.

The class teacher on the podium nodded, not caring whether the student had a sense of responsibility or artistic talent, and just talked to himself.

"Miyako-san is feeling unwell and will take a week off."

"Would anyone like to be acting monitor for the next week?"

Suddenly, Tang Wan’s deskmate raised his hand.

But he wasn't doing it for himself.

On his delicate face, he looked proud of having succeeded in his prank. He pointed at Tang Wan and said, "Teacher, I recommend my seatmate."

Tang Wan didn't expect such an operation, so he subconsciously turned his head and saw Ji Helin's arrogant look.

The smile was wide, revealing two sharp tiger teeth.

He blinked at Tang Wan and said, "How are you? My deskmate."

Other children were whispering, making the quiet classroom seem a bit noisy.

"Eh? Didn't you say that the relationship between Ji Helin and Tang Wan was not good? Why did Ji Helin recommend Tang Wan to become the acting monitor?"

"Isn't Tang Wan unable to speak? How can she maintain discipline? Does it just rely on her to 'form seals'?"

"Pfft, don't make it so funny."

The head teacher sitting on the podium felt something was wrong.

He knew that this mess would not be easy to accept, 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.

Those students who paid attention to Tang Wan's every move were in an uproar.

"She, she agreed?"

"Huh? How does she manage it?"

These sounds have been filling the classroom, but Tang Wan just took a signature pen and walked to the podium, then turned his back to the classmates and raised his hand——

"squeak!"

Harsh sounds resounded in the classroom, making those clamoring voices disappear all of a sudden.

An obvious trace appeared on the blackboard, like Tang Wan at this moment, with a strong sense of 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, it was very calm.

Her back was straight, like an unyielding poplar, standing tall and shining.

[Hello everyone, I am Tang Wan. In the next week, I will act as Gong Xiao and become everyone’s squad leader. ]

[I will, to all my classmates. ]

[Treat everyone equally. ]