Super Sweet Alert: The Motivational History of the Temporary Daughter-in-Law

In the middle of the night, Ji Weiwei still failed to fall asleep. She tossed and turned for a long time, even though her body was exhausted, her mind was still energetic, and her chaotic thoughts dispelled her drowsiness.

There was that video, and the matter of changing the villa, and finally stayed on Yue'er's painting.

After a long while, Ji Weiwei still sat up with her disheveled hair and black eye circles. She sat for a few seconds, looking at the slightly raised curtains, a little lost in thought.

In the end, she resigned herself to getting out of bed, and wanted to go to the living room to get a cup of hot water to drink.

When passing by Yue'er's room, I couldn't help but go in to see how Yue'er was sleeping, and cover her with a quilt by the way.

"Dad, Mom, don't be angry." Yue'er was talking in her sleep.

Ji Weiwei paused, then went to Yue'er's bed and sat down.

Yuezi curled up her small body, and she didn't know when she became so insecure. Maybe it was because she still thought about her father before going to bed, so she would always dream of him in her dreams.

Yue'er murmured softly, tiny drops of water stuck to her small and curly eyelashes, and the corners of her eyes were still wet.

Obviously just cried.

Cried when she was out of sight.

The little girl is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

At this time, Ji Weiwei's heart was sore, astringent and sad. The child was still so young, and she had to go through so much.

Yue'er clearly misses Shang Zhi so much, but she is bound to be unable to forgive Shang Zhi now and return to the way she was before without any grievances.

Ji Weiwei stretched out her hand, and gently patted Yue'er's back to make her fall asleep better. Ji Weiwei walked out of the room only after Yue'er fell asleep smoothly.

She returned to her room, leaned against the door, and wiped the corners of her own wet eyes.

On the morning of the second day, Anping came to this villa again in order to pick up the two of them to another address.

Ji Weiwei touched Yue'er's head: "Last night, uncle and mother discussed about moving to another place to live, and I'm leaving later, do you think it's okay?"

Yue'er shook her head reluctantly: "Can I not move?"

Anping squatted down and looked at Yue'er and asked, "Why didn't you move?"

Yue'er looked at it, walked around to the sofa without saying a word, and hugged the newly bought plush toy tightly in her arms, "I named it, it's called Xiaohua, I want to take it away. "

Anping nodded: "Of course."

Yue'er was still dressed reluctantly, hanging her head awkwardly.

It's rare for Ji Weiwei to see such a child like Yue'er, and she couldn't help laughing: "She doesn't want to part with her newly bought toys."

Anping also laughed: "Yue'er just move there with your mother, and these toy uncles will bring them there for you, okay?"

After hearing that all her toys could be brought over, Yue'er became happy: "Really?"

"Of course, when has uncle ever lied to someone?"

"Well, Yue'er will move there with her mother." Yue'er happily agreed.

All three of them had breakfast, and they didn't have anything to bring. Yue'er's toys were ordered to be packed and brought over, and the three of them came to the new villa together.

Anping didn't return to the company until he saw that everything was in order.

When she came to the new villa, Yue'er didn't feel uncomfortable at all, because her room was still decorated the same as the original room, and all those toys were brought over, so she soon had fun playing with toys again .

After playing for a while, she looked at the time, and it was already past the time for the tutor to come to class, so she asked, "Mom, isn't the teacher coming today?"

Ji Weiwei was still sorting out some things, and replied: "You will be able to go to the new school in two days, so I will give you a rest today, and the tutor will not come."

Upon hearing the news, the smile on Yue'er's face disappeared. She put down the toy in her hand and squatted on the ground, looking very unhappy.

In fact, everything was done by Anping's order, and there was nothing that needed to be tidied up. After Ji Weiwei put away some accompanying things, she had nothing to do, and soon noticed Yue'er's depressed mood.

"What's wrong? I can't adapt to the new villa? Did you bring some missing toys?"

"Mom, Yue'er doesn't want to go to the new school, is it okay if Yue'er wants to go to the old school?" Yue'er asked in a low voice.

"This." Ji Weiwei asked, "Why don't you want to go to a new school?"

Yue'er grabbed the rabbit doll by the ear and said, "Because my former good friends are all in the old school, if I go to the new school, they will be gone, so I can only play by myself."

Hearing this, Ji Weiwei suddenly felt distressed.

It is impossible to go to the original school, let alone whether the expelled students can return to the original school, because there are people behind that school targeting them, even if the school is given, Ji Weiwei may not be at ease The safety of next month's children.

No matter how you say it, the new school has been re-managed by Anping, and it is much safer than the original school. In addition, the new villa is close to the new school, and it is more than an hour's drive from the original school.

But children also think so much?I just want to be able to play with my friends.

Yue'er is such a lively and cheerful child, she has been bored at home all this time, although she doesn't talk or complain, Ji Weiwei can still see that she misses her long-term partner.

But now that she was going to a new school, she had no hope of going to class with her friends.

Ji Weiwei held Yue'er in her arms distressedly: "Yue'er, you can meet new friends when you go to a new school. Mom believes that you can find more friends, right?"

Yue'er replied in a muffled voice: "Yes, Mom, I want to go back to my room and play by myself for a while."

It was a rare time for Yue'er to say that she wanted to play by herself without Ji Weiwei's company, which showed how unhappy she was.

But Ji Weiwei could only comfort her like this for a while, and couldn't think of a better way.

Ji Weiwei would never let Yue'er go to her original school, if the person behind the school and Qiao Yimei were the same person, it would not be a sheep in the mouth of a tiger.

"Well, Yue'er, you can play by yourself first, and mother will call you when it's meal time." Ji Weiwei could only pat Yue'er's little head to comfort her.

Yue'er grabbed the rabbit's ears all the way back to the room.

Ji Weiwei sat on the sofa and began to wander in her mind. Thinking of the previous school, thinking of the video she saw, and thinking of Anping's words, she wondered whether Qiao Yimei was really dead.

At the beginning, she heard Anping say that Qiao Yimei was not dead, but she didn't refute it because she thought that Qiao Yimei might be dead, and the people behind her were the ghosts.

But now she doubts this idea more and more, maybe Qiao Yimei is really still alive.

Even the Internet says she is dead.

But the facts were in front of him, and the police insisted that everything was too weird.

Ji Weiwei thought over and over again, but still felt that this matter must be investigated thoroughly, otherwise everything would be difficult to say, and everything would be disturbing and creepy.

Ji Weiwei called Zhang Xiaofei.

When Zhang Xiaofei saw Ji Weiwei's call, she still felt a little unbelievable. Since the incident last time, the two of them hadn't been in touch for a while. Zhang Xiaofei felt that Ji Weiwei could digest it by herself for a while, and would not look for her again for the time being.

I didn't expect the call to come so soon.

"Vivi, what's wrong?"

Ji Weiwei cut directly to the topic: "I suspect that Qiao Yimei is not dead."

"What?" Zhang Xiaofei felt even more incredible, "Qiao Yimei is not dead? How is this possible?"

After all, the police gave so much evidence, the death certificate from the hospital, and the autopsy report, etc., all of which were faked?

"It's true," Ji Weiwei said, "At first, I thought it was the people behind Qiao Yimei's revenge after Qiao Yimei's death, but now I feel more and more that Qiao Yimei came out to take revenge after she didn't die."

Zhang Xiaofei asked, "Why do you think so?"

She couldn't digest such an important matter all at once.

Ji Weiwei briefly told her about the U-disk video and Yue'er School.

Zhang Xiaofei fell into a short silence after listening. I have to say that from the perspective of an outsider, she felt a little suspicious when she heard these things.

These things really looked like Qiao Yimei's handwriting.

"So what do you want to do now?" Zhang Xiaofei asked.

"I want to trouble you with this matter."

"What's troublesome?" Zhang Xiaofei said bluntly, "We are friends, and friends talk about whether it's troublesome or not. It's true. If you need my help, just say it. I can help." Definitely won’t shirk it.”

The little unpleasantness between the two of them before dissipated in this slightly joking remark, and Ji Weiwei laughed out loud, "Okay, the thing is that I hope you can help me find out what's going on."

"Okay." Zhang Xiaofei agreed without hesitation, "I'll start investigating for you right away. This is a big deal, and the sooner we can figure it out, the better."

"Friends enough." Ji Weiwei knew that Zhang Xiaofei would definitely agree, but at this moment, she was sincerely glad that she had such a good friend in such a low time.

"You've worried enough about things recently. Of course it's good for my friend to share with you."

"Thank you," Ji Weiwei said word by word, "really."

Such a sincere sentence made Zhang Xiaofei's nose sour, and she immediately laughed to cover up her emotions, "Oh, that's enough, you, how old are the two of us when we add up our ages? It's provocative."

The good atmosphere was broken up by Zhang Xiaofei, and Ji Weiwei laughed instead: "You, you, I really don't know what to say about you."

"Okay," Zhang Xiaofei said, "You have to hold on to me during this time, or you won't be the Ji Weiwei that Zhang Xiaofei knew."

"However, if you can't stand it, you have to tell me."

Friends just want you to be strong, and they will help you when you can't be strong.

Ji Weiwei's nose and eye sockets also turned sour: "Okay."