After I died, I became the white moonlight of the crazy villain.

I paused for a moment.

There are only a few people in my family. Song Chenhao has moved out.

The only person who could have entered my room and taken my things is Bian Jiahui.

If I go and expose him now, at most I'll just get my things back and make Song Chenhao's efforts go to waste.

But I'll wait until Song Chenhao has squandered all ten million before I pursue the matter further, so that Mr. Wu will know that the necklace didn't belong to Song Chenhao, and his ten million will have gone down the drain.

I'm a little curious whether this guy surnamed Wu will let Song Chenhao off the hook.

Thinking of this, I sat down again.

Ge Zeyu glanced at me and didn't forget to praise me again, "Then your taste is indeed even better."

Ever since we met, he's thought I'm not very bright.

After hearing what he said, I felt so ashamed that I wanted to run away on the spot.

Fortunately, after saying that, he stopped mocking me, and we finished the meal in silence.

The surveillance footage showed Song Chenhao using my name and my belongings to swindle and sign contracts, securing a ten million investment.

Seeing that I didn't make any move, he didn't ask any further questions.

After dinner, Ge Zeyu drove me home.

When she got back, she saw that her mother, who had been away on vacation for half a month, had returned. She was sitting on the sofa asking Bian Jiahui why Song Chenhao wasn't there.

The moment I saw my mother's gentle face, my nose suddenly stung with tears.

In my past life, my mother said that when she saw Bian Jiahui, a little girl from a single-parent family, so sensible at such a young age and living such a hard life, she thought of me.

Fearing that I might also fall into hardship and be left alone in the future, she took extra care of both Song Chenhao and Bian Jiahui.

She said that children from poor families who are supported and helped to rise up are more loyal and affectionate than friends who are made together for mutual benefit.

I hope that one day, when I truly fall on hard times, they will remember her kindness and gratitude, and lend me a hand.

But my mother never imagined that all the hardships I would later suffer were caused by those two ungrateful wretches.

Thinking about how Bian Jiahui told me on the phone before she died that my mother was killed because she had discovered her affair with Song Chenhao and tried to kick them out, the hatred that I had managed to suppress for so long resurfaced and lingered in my heart, making my fingertips tremble with hatred.

In this life, I must protect her and never let her suffer at the hands of Bian Jiahui and Song Chenhao again.

Bian Jiahui was completely oblivious to my emotions and continued to pretend to be harmless, speaking well of me to my mother and saying that it wasn't my fault, but that Song Chenhao was too arrogant.

That's what she said.

But the clear message was that my mother felt Song Chenhao was right, and I was the one who was wrong. She said it was my spoiled princess attitude that made Song Chenhao unable to stand it and forced him to leave the Jiang family. She didn't mention a word about Song Chenhao taking my pocket money and demanding 100,000 yuan from me every month.

In my past life, I considered her my best friend and couldn't understand the hidden meanings in her words at all.

Even if they realized it, because they liked Song Chenhao, they wouldn't say a single bad word that would make their parents think Song Chenhao was bad.

But it's different now.

I threw my schoolbag on the sofa, and before she could finish speaking, I snuggled up to my mother in a coquettish manner, directly interrupting Bian Jiahui's provocation.

"Mom, I miss you so much!"

"Don't give me that! I think you've practically ripped the roof off the house while your dad and I were gone these past few days, and you still miss me?" My mom said this, but her tone and eyes were full of doting affection for me.

"You, just a few days ago you stood up for Song Chenhao because that kid from the Ge family bullied him, and it even went to Uncle Ge's place. And now, just a few days later, you're at odds with Song Chenhao again, and you've driven him out of the Jiang family. Wanwan, you are your parents' only daughter. No matter what you do, your parents will always support you. But sooner or later, your parents will get old. What will you do if you're still immature and don't grow up by then, and you run into trouble and no one is there to stand up for you?"

My mother held my hand and said to me earnestly.

My nose started to sting even more at that moment.

As if she had caught the tears welling up in my eyes, my mother stopped abruptly. She frowned and looked at me anxiously. "What's wrong, Wanwan? I'm not blaming you for saying this. Did you suffer any grievances while we were away these past few days?"

Afraid that she would worry, I clenched my fingertips, suppressed the bitterness in my heart, and quickly pretended to make her laugh.

"I was just teasing you, Mom. Did I look good just now?"

My mom frowned and scrutinized my face carefully. She probably couldn't find any flaws, and her expression softened a little. Just as she was about to scold me angrily, I quickly spoke up before she could.

"But Mom, there's something I want to tell you."

I rarely speak in such a serious tone. Seeing my attitude, she paused for a moment and asked if I had done something wrong again.

I shook my head before saying, "Song Chenhao was indeed driven away by me. He probably had some kind of dream and was so sure that he would be the richest man in Shanghai in the future, and that our Jiang family would have to rely on him for food. He even asked me to give him 100,000 yuan every month. That's why I said that our Jiang family can't tolerate this big shot. I think that even if we continue to support him, there's a high probability that we'll raise an ungrateful wretch."

As soon as I finished speaking, my mother's face darkened. Seeing that she still looked somewhat incredulous, I paused, glanced at Bian Jiahui, and then asked in feigned surprise, "Jiahui was there too. Didn't she tell you any of this?"

"Jiahui, is it what Wanwan said? Did Song Chenhao say those things?"

Bian Jiahui probably never expected that I would say such outrageous things about Song Chenhao. She was stunned when my mother questioned her.

After a two-second delay, she nodded nervously.

The social circles of wealthy wives are rife with scheming and backstabbing.

My mom's lack of involvement doesn't mean she's stupid.

However, Song Chenhao and Bian Jiahui had acted too obediently in front of her before. Who would think that a child they had watched grow up was scheming? But this time, Bian Jiahui's scheming was exposed to me in a blatant way.

Her gaze towards Bian Jiahui instantly became more stern and scrutinizing. "Then why did you only mention the conflict with Wanwan when you told me the reason Song Chenhao left, instead of mentioning these other reasons?"

"Madam, I didn't, I, I just..." Bian Jiahui's face turned pale instantly when my mother asked her such a sharp question. She looked at me for help.

It seems she's still waiting for me to treat her like my best friend, just like in my past life, so that I'll step in to take responsibility for her or help her out no matter what mistakes her family makes.

This time, seeing that I remained unmoved, she trembled almost like a sieve under my mother's sharp gaze.

Finally, Li Yaqin rushed over, noticed my mother's pale face and Bian Jiahui's appearance, and without asking why, grabbed Bian Jiahui's arm and started hitting her hard.

Li Yaqin acted ruthlessly, and the entire hall was filled with Bian Jiahui's explanations and cries.

My mom just waved her hand and gave up.

It was only then that I realized that Bian Jiahui's ability to pretend in her past life was probably inherited from her mother.

Her move was a strategic retreat, so even if my mother thought Bian Jiahui had character flaws, she wouldn't pursue the matter any further.

But in any case, this exposure is enough to render all of Bian Jiahui and her daughter's years of pretense in front of my mother futile.

From now on, no matter what they do or say, my mom will definitely give it more thought.

They will no longer have the opportunity to take advantage of my mother's kind heart to continue to benefit from the Jiang family.

But what I want is far more than that.

For a while afterward, Bian Jiahui behaved herself much better.

Song Chenhao did not return to the Jiang family and stayed in his laboratory.

He would even ask for leave from school every now and then.

Song Chenhao consistently achieved top grades in every exam at school, which initially drew strong opposition from his teachers.

Until Song Chenhao's artificial robot seemed to have actually created a preliminary framework.

The matter even alarmed the principal, who immediately instructed the teachers to suspend Song Chenhao's classes.

Our school basically finishes teaching all the high school material in the first two and a half years, and the last half semester is mostly for review.

If Song Chenhao's robot wins an award, he won't even need to take the college entrance exam; he can directly apply for admission to a prestigious university through a guaranteed admission program.

Even if he fails, he will have time to review.

For a while after that, Song Chenhao rarely came to school. A month later, he returned to school and said that he had completed the preliminary test data. He then projected a video of the finished robot dancing according to instructions onto the blackboard screen.

The class erupted in chaos.