Refusing to marry into a wealthy family, the richest man's uncle coaxed me into marriage

Si Jintong's words made Madam Si's face change, "Why are you bringing this up out of the blue?"

After a pause, she continued, "Tongtong is different from that person."

Si Jintong glanced at Si Tong and sneered, "You can't judge a person by his appearance, but you can know his heart. Didn't Li Shuang look obedient and docile back then?"

When talking about the past, the enthusiasm on Madam Si's face faded, and then the servant came to call for dinner.

Madam Si suppressed her displeasure and took Si Tong's hand: "Let's go and have dinner."

Si Jintong looked at the scene of Madam Si holding Si Tong's hand, with a cold light flashing in her eyes.

Since childhood, Old Madam Si has always favored Si Qingcheng. Even Si Qingcheng's daughter, who had been dead for more than 20 years, meant more to her than to others.

After the meal, Si Tong asked to leave. Although Madam Si was reluctant to let her go, it was indeed a bit late, so she did not force her to stay and asked the driver to take her there.

Si Tong asked the driver to stop at a bus stop, and called He Heng after getting off the bus.

After a while, a white Land Rover stopped in front of her.

On the way back to Gongyuan, Si Tong looked at the prosperous night scene of Haicheng, and thought of how Old Madam Si had talked to her about her granddaughter several times and then shed tears, and she couldn't help but feel sympathetic.

She will probably never be able to possess such a deep and profound family relationship.

My aunt said that her mother killed my father and his wife's child, and my father hated her, so her grandmother should hate her too.

After returning to Gongyuan, Si Tong took a shower, lay on the bed and was about to pick up his cell phone when Zhang Mengling called.

"Tongtong, is what's said on the Internet true? Was it really Yu Zhiheng's wife who framed you when you were in jail before?"

Si Tong was stunned. "Online?"

"Yes, didn't you see it?" Zhang Mengling said, "The Haicheng Court's official website has published a retrial notice for your case, pointing out that Lu Mingxuan believed Qin Sihan's instigation, and now they are going to sue her for instigation."

"Maybe it's because you're quite popular online. As soon as this announcement was released, it was forwarded by many internet celebrities and media outlets, and now it's spread everywhere."

Si Tong doesn't usually like surfing the Internet.

After hanging up the phone, she randomly opened a news platform, and the first hot search was "Qin Sihan instigated Lu Mingxuan to commit a crime."

The second hot search is "Provincial No. 1 Scholar Si Tong was framed five years ago."

The third hot search is 'Hurry up and clear the name of the fairy sister in mathematics'.

She looked at other websites and short video platforms, and as expected, the top three trending searches were all related to her case.

Si Tong was a little stunned. Although her video did not cause any public outcry online and no one discussed it, everyone who watched the live broadcast knew about it.

In everyone's mind, both her name and her title of provincial top scholar were firmly tied to the murderer.

Her heart suddenly started beating very fast, so fast that it seemed like it was looking for somewhere to jump out.

It goes without saying who did this.

Given the Yu family's status in Haicheng, no one would dare to post the Yu family's eldest grandson's wife on the Internet so blatantly. Even if there were someone so foolish as to dare to do so, they should have been dealt with by the Yu family by now.

But looking at the time of the announcement on the court’s official website, it was a little after 11:00 am. Even after fermenting for so long, the Yu family did not take any action to deal with it.

It can be seen that the attitude is to let it go.

And there is only one person who can make the Yu family let it go.

Si Tong called Yu Hanshen. After just two rings, the other end answered, "Are you still awake?"

Si Tong lowered his eyes and looked at the thin black quilt covering his legs. Both the quilt and the room were stained with the scent of Yu Hanshen.

This smell made her feel at ease.

"It's getting late, go to bed." The man's low, magnetic voice came again, and his tone was like an elder admonishing a careless younger generation at home, with a bit of a tough command tone: "Staying up late is bad for your health."

Before hanging up the phone, Yu Hanshen finally said, "I still have two hours to get home."

Si Tong opened his eyes. Two hours later, he heard the sound of a car driving into the yard.

She immediately got up and got out of bed.