Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

"this is……"

Qiu Shiyue frowned: "Why are you looking at my things?"

She took the plastic bag, opened the documents inside, which were her and Qiu's mother's paternity test results.

I flipped straight to the last page, and when I saw the last line of text, my eyes widened.

"I'm actually not her biological son."

Aunt Qian had obviously seen it: "Why did you suddenly look into this?"

Qiu Shiyue was so immersed in grief that she couldn't pull herself out of it. After a while, she said, "I once saw my mother's medical records from her early years. She couldn't have children after losing one. So where did I come from?"

She blurted out, "So that's why my dad divorced her. Turns out he was also wronged. He didn't have a child of his own. He's so pitiful."

Aunt Qian felt even more sorry for Qiu Shiyue and comforted her, "But she used to bring you all sorts of things when she came to see you, and she was very good to you, so it doesn't matter whether she's your biological daughter or not."

Qiu Shiyue frowned; how did the topic veer off course?

She tried to steer the conversation back on track.

"If I were someone else who didn't want me and she picked me up, I would thank her. But at the same time, I also saw a receipt from the plastic surgery department in her medical report."

"I asked around, and this is usually the cost of repairs after a car accident or fire."

"Before doing the paternity test, I went to a private children's hospital called Lemiao based on the name on the bill and found some clues."

In 2012, a seven or eight-year-old girl was pronounced dead at Lemiao Hospital after three days of treatment following a car accident. However, at another hospital called Tongkang, the girl was scheduled for plastic surgery.

"Before this girl was admitted to Tongkang Hospital, her name matched the bill, but in the discharge record, her name was..."

Before she had even finished memorizing her draft, Aunt Qian's pupils began to dilate. Seeing that she wasn't concentrating and couldn't hear what she was saying, Qiu Shiyue started shaking her. "Are you even listening to me?"

Aunt Qian's eyes were vacant.

In broad daylight, a little girl wearing a tattered blue floral dress suddenly appears.

Her forehead was sunken, and her arms were bent backward, revealing white bones. She popped out of Qiu Shiyue's eyes, stretched out her drooping forearms, and ran over to her, shouting, "Mom, I'll never eat it again."

Bringing her thoughts back, Aunt Qian looked at Qiu Shiyue's undamaged skin, intact forehead, and smooth earlobes, and unconsciously asked, "What's that child's name?"

Qiu Shiyue concealed the smile on her lips: "When she was admitted to the hospital, her name was Hu Mengran. When she was discharged, her surname was Qiu."

“I have verified that the girl had vital signs again before cremation, but because she owed a lot of money, the hospital was unwilling to treat her or return the child, and in the end she was sold to a woman who could not have children.”

"And I am actually the protagonist of this story. Although it is absurd, my bones ache every time it rains, and I feel terrible. I have to believe that I once underwent such a surgery."

Qiu Shiyue tried to look for signs on Aunt Qian's face that she believed, but she just lowered her head and remained silent.

After a while, she twisted the hem of her clothes with her fingers and asked, "Do you have a light brown birthmark on your left waist?"

"No." Qiu Shiyue said firmly. Aunt Qian had even learned to test her. "But on my left shoulder blade, there is a small light pink mark, like new flesh growing after a burn."

Aunt Qian asked softly, "So, will you look for your biological parents?"

"Of course not. I was just curious whether I was their biological child. Now that I have the answer, I have no intention of looking for my biological parents. My household registration has been cancelled, which means they didn't want me. So why bother looking?"

Aunt Qian nodded, indicating that she understood. "I need to go now, I'm busy." Then she took out two warm eggs from her pocket. "Remember to eat breakfast."

Her words were broken and intermittent, clearly indicating that she was suppressing her emotions.

Before Aunt Qian turned and left, she didn't even suggest doing a paternity test with her, which was something Qiu Shiyue hadn't expected.

She finally got the fake medical certificate her father made for her, and was just waiting for Aunt Qian to hand over the hair to her. A few days later, Aunt Qian would take out the fake one to deceive her into believing it, betting that Aunt Qian had neither the money nor the knowledge to verify the authenticity of the certificate.

Although Aunt Qian is visibly excited, things are not developing as she expected.

Fortunately, Li Nan exchanged a lot of information about Qianqian with her, including the pink mark. If it weren't for him, she might have actually fallen for the trick about the birthmark.

Aunt Qian might not have realized it yet; we'll just have to see how she reacts later.

Qiu Shiyue touched her face and sighed.

Such a perfect face has no need for surgery. How could there be any traces of plastic surgery? Even if you told that to a human or a robot, neither would believe it.

But Aunt Qian had long regarded herself as a substitute. Even if she didn't believe her, she wouldn't expose her. She might even go along with it and continue to serve her, or even risk her life for her.

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She returned to her dormitory and, seeing no one outside, called Li Nan.

“Last week my card had a limit and I couldn’t transfer money, but today it can. Send me your special card number and I’ll transfer the scholarship to you right now.”

“No need.” Li Nan’s voice was weak and distant. “The school has already removed my student status, and my special card has been taken back.”

"Oh no, how could this happen?"

"Qian Fang came to my school, claiming to be my guardian, and processed my withdrawal from school. The school took back my student aid card. I've already moved out of the school, so you don't need your money anymore."

Qiu Shiyue kindly suggested, "You need money to live too, it's okay, I'll transfer it to you."

Li Nan refused again. "I didn't really help you much, I just gave you some information about Qian Fang. This information isn't worth much, and I only asked for payment because I had no other choice. It's not needed now."

"Oh, I'm sorry I couldn't help you."

"none of your business."

Li Nan said, "I advise you not to get too close to her. Qian Fang is a ruthless and cold-blooded woman. I barely survived until I was about to graduate from university, and she did this to me. Haha."

Before hanging up the phone, Li Nan said, "When I have money, the first thing I'll do is get a paternity test done with her."

When Qiu Shiyue saw the phone call end, her suppressed emotions finally erupted. The snickering between her lips gradually escalated into a manic laugh that she had to cover herself with the blanket to hide it.

Aunt Qian had been to Li Nan's school, but her father used his connections to borrow a small office from the school. He didn't show up in person; instead, he had an employee tell Aunt Qian that Li Nan was too outstanding and had been specially selected. He asked her parents to sign something, and Li Nan would have a good job after graduation.

Since Li Nan was indeed about to start his internship, Aunt Qian had no doubts.

But why would she carefully read the several pages of withdrawal application interspersed among the terms and conditions?

[So exciting! Hahahaha, Sha Tou and I are taking another group photo! Lalalala]