The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

Zhou Zihuai shook his head and took a step back.

Xu Wei took a careful look at Zhou Zihuai and confirmed that there were no wounds on Zhou Zihuai's body. She thought for a moment and said to Zhou's mother:

"Mother Zihuai, it is Ye Jiu and the others who reciprocate the courtesy. Zihuai is implicated. It is not his fault."

In fact, after Ma Xiaowen finished speaking, Zhou's mother knew she regretted it.

She opened her mouth and said like a mosquito: "...Zi Huai."

Zhou Zihuai did not answer her, but raised his head, looked at Xu Wei and said, "Aunt Xu, don't say that."

He licked his lower lips, his throat a little dry, "Fu Zhi always helps me a lot, and Song Fang and the others do too. I'm very grateful to you for not feeling that I have implicated them."

When the young man spoke, his attitude was sincere and serious, as if he was talking about the most important thing in the world, with a truth that no one could ignore, "Thank you for caring about me."

His eyes were sparkling, like a little puppy on the street that was wet from the rain, looking at you with trusting eyes. Xu Wei's eyes were sore inexplicably, as if someone had grabbed her heart and pulled it hard. Teared a bit.

But Zhou's mother's face was as pale as paper when she also heard these words.

Her son's words were like a loud slap, slapped unceremoniously on her face, causing her whole face to feel burning pain, and she wanted to find a hole to burrow into.

Looking at the mothers who trusted their children unconditionally...she couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Did she really do nothing wrong?

——

Zhou's mother left the police station with a group of children and parents in a daze and went to a nearby restaurant for dinner.

The dinner was invited by Song Fang's mother, who was very generous.

Zhao Chunyan and her mother were in a hurry to go to the hospital to continue plastic surgery. They came and left in a hurry.

"Mom Zihuai, here's the last piece of egg tart for you to eat."

Xu Wei had just finished speaking when Ye Jiu poked his head out of the private room and shouted, "Mom, Lu Yumo said that he split his crotch from wrestling and split his pants. Where did you put his limited edition beggar's pants?"

Xu Wei: "First of all, we can exclude the kitchen."

Ye Jiu gave a thumbs up: "Mom, you are awesome! You are so reliable! I am proud of you!"

Xu Wei smiled shyly.

Mother Zhou looked at Xu Wei and Ye Jiu with some envy, "Your son is so kind to you... and Fu Zhi, with good grades, you are very discerning in adopting children, and you will definitely enjoy happiness in your later years, unlike me son……"

She couldn't even remember how long it had been since Zihuai had never appeared in her family who was willing to be so affectionate and coquettish towards her like Ye Jiu.

"But Zihuai is also very good to you!"

"You don't understand." Zhou's mother sighed, "I raised him since he was a child, but I just did one small thing wrong, and he got into trouble with me in front of outsiders."

She even said: "You don't even know where to put your son's pants, but I personally take over everything Zihuai does. In terms of my intentions, I am more than a hundred times better than you, but I don't get his gratitude. Unlike you, once you make a deal, you can get your money back in two dollars."

Xu Wei pursed her lower lip, "I raised Zhizhi and Ye Jiu because I like them. I don't treat this matter as an investment."

"Philosophers say that children are living individuals. You can't ask them to repay you before you treat them well in your later years. Impure love is too suffocating and selfish, and that's why he will have extreme ideas."

"If a boy has extreme ideas, isn't it because he is too fragile?"

"Who is not fragile? Your child has been a blank slate since he was born. You have shaped him into what he is today. He is mirroring your education."

Xu Wei paused and then said: "Fangfang said that Zihuai will be asked to drop out of school. In fact, the Lu family can give him a scholarship. Zihuai's mother, you should give more consideration to your child."

"But the family is being pressed for debt..."

Xu Wei was a little unhappy, "Gambling debt is a bottomless pit. It's your fault as adults. You can't morally kidnap a child. You can't force a child who has no ability to make money now. It's unfair to him."

Mother Zhou was silent for a moment.

I feel like Xu Wei is going to eat minced meat.

The Lu family's family is in good condition, so of course they don't need their children to go out to work.

But she had no choice but to be selfish and let her children suffer. Besides, Zhao Wudu said that he would definitely change in the future...

——

After dinner, Song Fang’s mother hired a car to take a group of children home.

Before Fu Zhilin got in the car, he met Zhou's mother alone and handed her a phone number. "If you change your current attitude towards life, you can call this number and I will help you."

Zhou's mother received the number and went home with Zhou Zihuai.

Zhao Wu didn't know where he went, and only mother and son were left in the Zhao family.

Zhou Zihuai went to his room to do his homework.

Mother Zhou has been reviewing today's events, and the words of Xu Wei and Fu Zhi left quite a stir in her heart.

Before she could figure it out, it was nine o'clock in the evening.

Suddenly, there was a loud banging sound outside the door.

"Mother Zihuai, Teacher Wang's child jumped off the building and Teacher Wang fainted. Come out and help!"

Teacher Wang is the teacher who has tutored Zhou Zihuai.

He is strict and meticulous, and has helped the Zhou family a lot.

Zhou's mother didn't have time to inform Zhou Zihuai, so she put on some clothes and hurried out.

The sounds of ambulances and police cars rang out on this street in the community.

About ten meters away from Zhou's mother was Teacher Wang's youngest daughter, who was in a bloody state.

The huge nausea and shock made Zhou’s mother take a few steps back.

The disturbing chatter of the crowd was particularly harsh amid the sound of the whistle.

"Is this the second time this month? Is there something evil happening in our community? Are children committing suicide every now and then?"

"Oh, Teacher Wang's daughter is so good at studies. She is only eight years old. Why did she jump off the building?"

"You don't know yet? His daughter is the son brought by his second wife!"

"Which one?"

"You can still cry? Don't you know how loud the quarrels at home are at night? Teacher Wang beat the son half to death, then turned around and scolded the daughter for being unclean, forcing the daughter to jump off the building!"

"What can an eight-year-old child understand? I think Teacher Wang is out of his mind and a die-hard. He thinks the suspenders his daughter wears in the summer and the sweater she wears in the winter are inappropriate! The sixth floor is so high, look at this girl Life is hanging..."

"Oh, what a sin! Teacher Wang and Zihuai's mother look like they came out of the same mother's womb!"

"..."

I don’t know who said that sentence like it was born in a mother’s womb, and it was quickly catered to by a group of people.

Mother Zhou, who was standing not far away, was stunned.

If before today, she must have thought that these people were talking nonsense, she would not have forced her to jump off the building just because she blamed her.

But now, probably because she had experienced too much, she began to doubt herself again.

"Where are the family members? Family members, come here and get in the car together!" the doctor in the ambulance shouted.

"Here!" Zhou's mother hurriedly followed.

The door of the ambulance slammed shut with a "hula".

Electric shock, oxygen, blood transfusion...

The doctors and nurses were sweating profusely.

With a sound of "beep--", the electrocardiogram of the instrument that symbolized the life of an eight-year-old child suddenly flattened into a dotted line.

"...Time of death, 9:34 p.m." The doctor took off his mask.

Mother Zhou stared blankly, dumbfounded.

The body was still stained with the girl's blood.

She raised her hand and felt the coldness on her face. Before she knew it, she had already burst into tears.

Overwhelmed by a great sense of loss and happiness, she subconsciously brought Zhou Zihuai to this girl.

Even though he had done nothing wrong, he still doubted himself because of the adults' face and scolding him, and then he went to extremes.

Life is too fragile, children's emotions are fierce and hot, and the thoughts formed in their minds are not the jokes that adults think.

If he hadn't been discovered in time that night, perhaps Zihuai would be the same as the little girl in front of him. One second he was holding her hand and calling her aunt sweetly, but the next second he was a cold corpse.

She suddenly woke up and understood that she couldn't do this anymore.

I was lucky last time, but what about next time?

Will her son, who also lives on a high floor, be tempted to jump off the building again because of her selfishness?

Teacher Wang also woke up at this time, his world collapsed, and he knelt on the ground and slapped his mouth, "Yaya, Yaya, it's all dad's fault, get up and look at dad!"

Zhou's mother hurriedly stopped him.

"It's dad's fault. He wanted to maintain this family so much that he said something he shouldn't have said for the sake of balance. Yaya... you bastard dad. How could dad forget that the original intention of finding your stepmother was to have one more person?" Taking care of you?"

Zhou’s mother’s pupils shrank.

The originally chaotic thoughts suddenly became clear.

Yes, why did she marry Zhao Wu.

The most essential reason is that she wants to give her son a complete family, with an extra man to take care of her son, and does not want her son to be called a wild child.

But since when did all this change?

After helping Teacher Wang, Mother Zhou walked home in despair.

The remaining money in the jewelry box was taken away by Zhao Wu at some point.

She opened the bathroom door and wanted to get out the washbasin, boil some water and pour it in.

The lights were turned on, and she was the first to see the thermos being carried in the bathroom.

A pot of hot water.

Zhou's mother couldn't describe this moment. It took so much effort for her to cover her mouth to prevent her sobs from coming out from between her fingers.

She took out her cell phone tremblingly and dialed Fu Zhi's number, "Ms. Fu, you said before that if I think about it clearly and there is anything I want to help you with, you will help me. Does this still count?"

——

On the other side, Fu Zhi hung up the phone and received another call from Fu's little secretary Xi Man, "Miss Fu, I think Zhang Yuanhui's reputation is quite good. Recently, many people online have criticized your drama. You Do you want me to spend my own money to treat you to some navy drama?"

Fu Zhi's subconscious reaction was, why should he buy a navy to praise himself?

Although she doesn't understand the ways of the world, she does understand corporate marketing.

It’s almost no different than marketing a movie.

Surprises come when expectations are low.

If you have high expectations, you may only be shocked.

"You should buy some drafts of black dramas."

Xi Man: "????"

Xi Man was stunned for a moment, and his subconscious reaction was that Miss Fu was mad at these netizens, but after a moment he understood what Miss Fu meant.

Ximan sent these requirements to various marketing accounts on the Internet.

Marketing accounts: “????”

You are so mean!

Do you still want to scold me?

But if you gave the money, then you are the father, and the sons will definitely make this thing beautiful according to the father's instructions!

Ever since, in the early morning of that day, there was an inexplicable evil wind on Weibo.

Major marketing accounts are frantically boycotting the revamped drama "Red Sun".

After someone took the lead, scoldings sprung up on the Internet like mushrooms after a rain.

There is no need for the crew to buy hot searches anymore.

"Red Sun" dominates three or four hot searches every day due to the dislike of netizens.

At first, the netizens were so impassioned and upholding justice that they could not bear to boycott the bad drama.

Then... as time went by, netizens had enough scolding, came to their senses, and quit!

Well, I haven't even watched the movie. You guys shout "bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad" every day, and you want to take me to shout with you. Are you treating me like a gunman?

Besides, this movie is required by teachers in many schools for students to watch, and it can still pass the review. The original work is so good, how bad could it be if it were bad?

Everyone began to feel that these marketing accounts kept posting things that caused controversy and slandered the crew.

It's organized and disciplined, and it's published uniformly, without even changing the copy... It's like it's been bought by a fake army.

Wait, navy? !

Good guy, this is not the shameless group of Mu family and Zhang Yuanhui who deliberately bought the navy and drafted the script to blackmail the crew of "Red Sun"!