Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

Everyone would dare to say that when they saw Xiaocao riding the tricycle carrying Ye Kong into the gate of the Flower Box, everyone in Yuzhou, even Qu Wu, felt as if they had witnessed a devil abusing a child.

But the one being "abused" felt nothing at all. After jumping out of the car, he grunted and surrounded the devil, asking him questions.

The devil herself was even more unaware, stretching while pushing away the girls who were circling around her, and walked into the orphanage with an empty bowl.

As soon as the girl entered the backyard, she was immediately surrounded by her friends.

Ye Kong was stopped by Tu Wan.

"I'm afraid you need to prepare yourself."

Hearing this, the girl raised her eyelashes and looked at Tu Wan in surprise: "What do you mean?"

Tu Wan was originally looking down at his phone, but he raised his eyes to look at her, and the next second he turned the phone screen in front of her.

[Flower box trafficking case reappears?! Biological parents snatched a child who had been abandoned for many years from an orphanage. Are they considered human traffickers? 】

The relaxed expression on Ye Kong's face gradually faded.

Tu Wan's finger slid down, and the next picture was - [A girl at the Gotham train station beat up a human trafficker? Wrong! It was the sister at the orphanage who beat up her biological parents? Who is right and who is wrong? ]

Next photo——[A crying child wakes up in a stranger's arms? ]

Next: [The charity project jointly launched by Wen and Qin was rejected by Huahe Orphanage? What right does the director have to refuse welfare on behalf of the orphans? ]

Next one——[Qin’s CEO is about to come to Huahe to implement the charity project...]

"..."

Ye Kong raised his eyes and looked at Tu Wan across the phone: "What do you mean?"

"That's what you see."

Tu Wan put away her phone. "Recently, there has been an endless stream of news about various groups carrying out charitable activities. Although Huahe is a small place, it has become the place that the public cares about the most due to historical reasons. Apparently, someone has seized this opportunity and is planning to make a big move."

As he was speaking, Ye Kong's cell phone suddenly rang.

She looked down at the incoming call and stood up to answer it outside.

That's Wen Can.

His tone was calm, but his words were serious: "I asked a lawyer to contact the police in the name of Flower Box, but they said that someone had already taken over the case. Did you find someone else to be your lawyer?"

"……No."

The call had not yet ended when Aunt Chen, who was cooking, suddenly ran in.

"Eleven! Eleven! What's going on? There are so many people outside suddenly? They said they wanted to find the dean to understand the situation. What should I do? The dean is not here!"

Ye Kong turned around in the yard holding his cell phone.

Aunt Chen stopped in front of her, panting, and behind her, at the end of the building, at the end of the old corridor, people emerged one after another.

They carried cameras, held microphones, and held electric wires, and they couldn't suppress their greed like hunting dogs seeing meat. The black lenses were aimed at every corner and scanned frantically without missing any place.

"Is this the Flower Box? The place where I narrowly escaped from that case?"

"It is said that the orphanage where the incident happened is only separated from here by a mountain? The children here are really lucky."

"There are still many children here. I don't know why the dean refused the funding from the big group."

"Quickly take pictures of this wall! This mural is extraordinary!"

……

Behind the media who walked in one after another as if no one was around was a man in a straight suit and with elegant steps.

He was dressed elegantly and meticulously from head to toe, with a mask on one side of his face.

He walked at the end, talking to the people next to him with a smile, and casually scanning the entire place with his eyes until he met Ye Kong's gaze from across the crowd.

The girl stood under a tree in the yard, holding a cell phone in one hand, her body standing sideways, her eyes frozen, but the voice she uttered into the other end of the phone was still calm and indifferent.

"Stop trying to walk freely and go back to your wheelchair."

Ye Kong stared at the man who was getting closer and closer, and said to Wen Can on the other end of the phone: "You don't have to worry about the case, I will solve it myself - you keep your secret first."

"The flower boxes are going to get busy next."

Without waiting for a response from the other end, Ye Kong hung up the call.

The man in sight walked closer with the corners of his mouth raised, as if he was going to talk to her with a smile.

Ye Kong had already looked away.

She saw a black lens pointed at the grass.

"Is this the protagonist in the news? Found him! What's his name?"

The huge, cold, dark lens, pushing aside the screams of the frightened children and the exaggerated, suspended fake laughter of the adults teasing the babies, went straight to the little girl who was standing there in a daze.

"Little boy, come and chat with uncle, okay?"

"Were your parents the ones who took you to the train station today? Do you know where your parents are now?"

"What's your name, kid? Are you studying? Is anyone bullying you in the orphanage?"

……

Qin Jianbai had a smile on his face. Just when he was about to stand in front of Ye Kong, the girl suddenly walked past him without shifting her gaze. It was as if she was walking through invisible and intangible air, making him doubt that he could not even be seen by her peripheral vision.

The man paused and the smile on his face froze.

Behind him, when the camera was about to focus on the little girl's face and take a close-up of her panic-stricken expression, a hand suddenly blocked all the light.

The girl's palm prints, half-covered by bandages, flashed across the camera before the camera went completely black.

The cameraman froze, then slowly raised his head and met the girl's expressionless face.

Then his camera was slowly pressed down, and at the end the girl exerted force and the cameraman lost his grip and the camera fell directly to the ground.

"Oh my god!" the reporter in charge of the interview exclaimed while holding the microphone, "Do you know how expensive one of our equipment is?"

The next camera immediately focused on Ye Kong.

The girl had no intention of retreating. She blocked the child behind her, looked directly at the camera that was almost close to her face, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Expensive? How expensive can something like that bean with a mouth full of blood and flesh be? It's not even enough for a bowl of mung bean soup."

She even took a half step forward, her dark pupils almost piercing the cameraman's eyes through the lens: "If you shoot here again, I will make every one of your families live in eternal unrest - if you have families, children, parents, and relatives, do you want to try it?"

She laughed: "An orphan without a father, mother, relatives or friends has nothing else but fearlessness of death."

"..."

The photographer who was pointing the camera at her was so startled by her smile that he took a step back and almost fell down.

At the same time, a little boy burst into anger and shouted in hatred: "Get out of here! You are not allowed to come to my house and act wild!"

"Go away!"

“Get out of here!!!”

The children's screams suddenly rose one after another. They were like burning little cannonballs, sweeping away the panic just now, shouting and rushing towards every intruder, grabbing their legs, biting their hands, or smashing their equipment.

The quiet and peaceful courtyard suddenly became chaotic and noisy.

Zhou Song and his group who were driven out were stunned.

The girl stood among the children running around and turned a blind eye to the media who were cursing or yelling but never dared to use violence against the children.

Until a cold light flashed across the corner of his eyes.

She turned her head to look and saw Xiao Cao silently grasping a small but shiny dagger and rushing straight towards the reporter who first questioned her -