Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

"Ah? No way, let me show you." The young man took it and said, "Oh, it's true. It's okay, I'll flash your phone, it will be done in two minutes."

He moved very quickly, and in an instant, the phone was returned to Chu Yao.

"Well, that's fine now, thank you very much." Chu Yao said very sincerely.

If we lose our horses, we can't know what a blessing is.

If someone hadn't broken the phone, Chu Yao would never have thought that the chat history could be recovered.

After sending Chen Peiwen back to her residence, Chu Yao returned to Yuan's house, but Yuan's mother was not at home.

She opened Yuan Jiaxiang's mobile phone, and most of the records he had deleted came back.

And she finally understood why Yuan Jiaxiang deleted those messages.

"It's getting cold. Is it cold over there? Is there heating in the house?"

"Your sister went to see a specialist in Bao'an last week. The initial treatment costs 350,000 yuan, and she also needs to hire a nurse, which costs 30,000 to 50,000 yuan a month. You should transfer the money to her bank card as soon as possible."

Yuan Jiaxiang's reply was, "I know, mom. I'll call her."

In the following days, Yuan Jiaxiang sent several messages asking about his sister's condition, but Yuan's mother did not reply to any of them.

More than two months later, Yuan's mother sent the second message.

"I sent you some of your favorite pomelo. Did you receive it?"

Yuan Jiaxiang replied: "Mom, I don't like grapefruit, just send something else next time. Have you seen my sister's illness? How is it?"

But Yuan's mother didn't say anything else.

At the end of last year, Yuan Jiaxiang received the third message from Yuan's mother, which came with a picture.

"Look, my sister drew a picture for you. It's of our family of three."

There are three people in the picture. The little boy standing on the far left is undoubtedly Yuan Jiaxiang, the one in the middle is Yuan's mother, and the one on the right is a burly "woman" standing on tiptoe in a green skirt.

Chu Yao could tell at a glance that it was not Yuan Jiahao at all, but more like the father she had never met.

Because the Yuan family has an identical family photo, which is placed on Yuan’s mother’s bedside table.

That was a photo of the three of them taken when Yuan Jiahao was not yet born. It is also one of the few photos of Yuan's father.

It is obvious that Yuan Jiahao drew the picture based on the photo at the beginning, but after Yuan's mother saw it, she forcibly changed the person on the right into a woman, and the face was also forcibly modified.

"No, the green clothes Yuan's father is not wearing in the photo. Why did Yuan Jiahao paint it green?" Chu Yao asked in confusion, "Also, there are so many black patterns on the clothes. It's too weird."

The last message was, "Your sister Wenwen's youngest son got married a while ago. The bride is very beautiful and is a piano teacher."

Yuan Jiaxiang didn't reply at first, but Yuan's mother sent a lot of voice messages like a machine gun.

Yuan Jiaxiang also replied with a two-second voice message, but Yuan's mother fell silent.

All the voice messages have expired, and even if the chat history is restored, the content cannot be heard.

Chu Yao put down her phone, and it suddenly occurred to her that Yuan Jiahao's paintings might be placed in some corner of Yuan's house.

She stood up and walked into Yuan Jiahao's room first, searching everywhere. She didn't find her paintings, but she did find a lot of pills.

Yuan's mother carefully placed each medicine in the medicine box and labeled them, indicating which one should be taken on Monday and which one should be taken on Tuesday.

For some reason, Chu Yao felt that there was something wrong with those pills.