After the divorce, I trained my dog, and the scumbag father and son knelt down at my door.

Zhuo Yuchen was puzzled.

He raised his hand and touched his face, his voice low and hoarse, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

"Heh!" Yan Niannian laughed.

But there was a hint of bitterness, and... a touch of mockery, in that faint smile.

It was both self-deprecation and a mockery of Zhuo Yuchen.

"That's really strange, the sun has risen in the west."

Zhuo Yuchen frowned.

He sensed the sarcasm in Yan Niannian's tone and immediately felt displeased. He put his hands in his pockets and stepped forward, saying, "Yan Niannian, I am your savior, how can you mock your savior like this?"

"One code is one code."

Yan Niannian used his previous words to shut him up.

Then, she picked up the bowl of porridge and began to eat slowly.

While eating, she rudely dismissed him, saying, "Alright, Zhuo Yuchen, I want to rest. You can leave now."

She really couldn't understand why Zhuo Yuchen had stayed in her hospital room ever since she woke up.

Being alone in a room feels strange and a bit awkward.

Zhuo Yuchen's pupils narrowed.

I feel very unhappy.

Whether in the past or now, her ungratefulness has never changed.

After glancing at Yan Niannian, Zhuo Yuchen said nothing and turned to leave.

Just as I was leaving, I brushed past a policeman.

Zhuo Yuchen glanced at the other person indifferently, not paying much attention.

Although statements have already been taken regarding the human traffickers, there's no guarantee that nothing might have been overlooked.

Zhuo Yuchen strode away.

The police officer arrived at the bedside and began in a businesslike manner, "Ms. Yan, a female corpse has been found in the moat. We would like to ask you to come and confirm her identity."

"What? A female corpse?"

Yan Niannian's heart skipped a beat.

Her hand trembled, and the porridge splashed onto the back of her hand, burning her.

But Yan Niannian was completely oblivious. She looked up shakily at the police and asked in a trembling voice, "Do you want me... to go?"

"Yes!" The police officer nodded. "We found an ID card on the woman's body, but according to procedure, Ms. Yan, you still need to identify the body to confirm if it is the person from your orphanage."

Another bombshell announcement has been made.

Orphanage!

At that moment, Yan Niannian felt a buzzing in her head, and she couldn't breathe properly.

There's only one person in the orphanage, and they haven't been there for the past two days.

That's the kindergarten director.

The dormitory supervisor said she might have gone out to solicit sponsorships.

Last time, the headmistress meant well but messed things up because of those condoms, and she got angry and said a few words to her.

Then the headmaster, pale-faced and dejected, left.

She hasn't seen her since then.

Once she calmed down, Yan Niannian realized she had already regretted it.

Ultimately, the headmaster cared about her; otherwise, he wouldn't have done so much for her.

only……

Things have been piling up these past two days, and she hasn't had a moment to spare. She was just thinking of calling the principal.

But before she could even take any action, the police arrived first.

"Miss Yan, are you alright?" The police officer asked, noticing that Yan Niannian's complexion was not good.

"Oh, no...it's okay, I'll go with you right away."

Yan Niannian rolled out of bed and went to put on her shoes.

A strange panic rose within her, and it took Yan Niannian two or three tries to finally put the shoes on...

……

Morgue.

Yan Niannian followed the police officer inside.

The body was covered with a white sheet.

From head to toe, you can't see their face at all.

"Miss Yan, please!"

Yan Niannian stood frozen at the doorway, motionless, until the police called her name, at which point she snapped out of her daze.

"it is good!"

Taking a deep breath, Yan Niannian moved.

She moved forward with heavy steps, her legs feeling as if they were filled with lead, inching forward little by little.

Even the most difficult journey eventually comes to an end.

In the end, Yan Niannian still came to the corpse.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Yan Niannian slowly raised her hand.

Her fingertips trembled uncontrollably as she slowly...slowly reached towards the white cloth.

As she grabbed the white cloth, Yan Niannian couldn't help but shiver.

Why... is it so cold and bone-chilling, even though it's just a white cloth?

The coldness seemed to come from hell and was completely uncontrollable, spreading to every part of her body and seeping into her blood.

A junior policeman standing nearby became impatient with Yan Niannian's dawdling.

He suddenly reached out to help her, pulling the white cloth down.

The corpse's face was revealed.

hum!

Yan Niannian's pupils dilated violently, and she felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

My mind was buzzing.

In an instant, the world spun around, and it seemed as if all sound had been lost.

Principal!

The person lying quietly on the bed at this moment, as if asleep... really is the headmaster.

Her heart skipped a beat. Yan Niannian threw herself onto the body, unable to control her grief any longer. Hot tears streamed down her face. "Principal, how could you... how could you..."

"I was wrong, get up, please get up and continue to help me!"

"How could you bear to abandon those children, and abandon me...?"

Yan Niannian wept uncontrollably, overwhelmed with grief and indignation.

She so wanted to... so wanted to wake up the headmaster, even just to scold her for being ungrateful!

But the headmaster never responded to her again.

"Niannian, don't do this!" Fei Siyu rushed over.

His eyes reddened.

Holding Yan Niannian's shoulder, Fei Siyu's voice choked with emotion, unsure how to comfort her.

It was precisely because he knew what kind of role the principal played in Yan Niannian's growth process that he was even more heartbroken.

But there's nothing he can do now.

The two police officers present exchanged a glance, and one of them couldn't help but say, "Ms. Yan, please accept my condolences."

"The most important thing now is to handle the aftermath, so please cooperate."

Yan Niannian clenched her fists in grief.

The fingernail was embedded in the flesh.

A wave of pain washed over her, and Yan Niannian forced herself to look up at the other person, her voice trembling uncontrollably, "Why...why did the headmistress drown?"

"Preliminary assessment suggests it was suicide."

"suicide?"

Yan Niannian's figure swayed.

My heart feels like it's being pricked by needles, a persistent, dull ache.

The director took over the orphanage when he was under 30 years old.

Over the years, the principal has remained unmarried and childless. More than twenty years have passed, and now she is over fifty years old. She has dedicated all her youth to the kindergarten.

He only had those poor orphans in his heart.

How could someone with such a strong sense of responsibility and unfulfilled mission possibly be so despondent?

"No! The headmistress would never commit suicide!" Yan Niannian shouted these words with almost all her might.

At the same time, his body was trembling violently.

Overwhelmed with grief and indignation, she was completely unable to control her emotions.

"Niannian, you... don't be like this..." Looking at Yan Niannian like this, Fei Siyu's heart was breaking. He quickly stepped forward and put his arm around Yan Niannian's shoulder.

He tried to calm her down.

but……

But it had no effect whatsoever.

The police officer gave Yan Niannian a long, hard look.

His complex gaze held a strange quality, tinged with a peculiar mix of pity and helplessness.

He reached out and handed over a transparent, sealed plastic bag. "These are the deceased's belongings found by the river. There's a doctor's order inside that mentions you."

"You should see for yourself!"