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

While the police were analyzing the recording, Chen Peiwen secretly pulled Chu Yao aside.

Judging from the way she was hesitant to speak, she seemed to know something, but she couldn't say it out loud.

"Xiao Xiang, actually..." she still said, "I heard some rumors from my parents before. I'm not sure if they are true, but I think I'd better tell you first."

The year when Yuan's father left home, Chen Peiwen was almost ten years old, the age when she was curious about everything around her.

And her parents, Yuan Jiaxiang's uncle and aunt, never talked about the Yuan family in front of her.

Only once, Chen Peiwen went to bed very early that day and woke up in the middle of the night. She was about to get up and find something to eat, but she heard a conversation coming from the bedroom next door.

"...Have you seen clearly? Are you really my brother-in-law?"

"I haven't seen his face, but there is someone in their magazine who is as tall as my brother-in-law? No more..."

"That's true. Do you know who that girl is?"

"I don't know. There are too many people in their magazine. I don't know them all. It's just that the clothes she is wearing are unusual..."

Chen Peiwen didn't understand what she heard, and returned to her room in a daze.

Mom's brother-in-law, isn't that his uncle?

Father Chen said "girl" instead of sister, which means it is another woman, possibly even a young and beautiful girl.

How could she be involved with her uncle?

Not long after, Yuan's mother gave birth to her little daughter.

Yuan's mother's parents died early, and she had only one sister and mother-in-law, Chen, to take care of her.

Chen Peiwen remembers that about five or six days after her little cousin was born, Chen's father suddenly came to school and took her home.

He said: "Peiwen, Dad has something to entrust to you. Although this task is a bit difficult, you have to promise Dad that you will try your best to complete it."

Chen Peiwen only cared about the joy of not having to go to school in the afternoon, and quickly agreed without thinking too much.

"Dad will send you to a place later. You can take this photo, find someone at random, and say that you are here to find your cousin. Don't answer anything they ask you. Do you understand?"

As he spoke, he handed a photo to Chen Peiwen.

"I understand." Chen Peiwen nodded obediently.

Sitting on the back of her father's bicycle, she caressed the photo paper.

This photo was obviously cropped from a group photo. The young woman was dressed in a fashionable dress and wore a malachite green silk scarf, just like those model ladies on TV.

Chen Peiwen couldn't help but sigh secretly, there really is such a beautiful face in the world, which she would never forget even as a child.

Soon, she arrived at Xinhe Magazine.

Chen Peiwen followed what her father said. She walked in timidly, grabbed a kind-looking aunt, and said, "Hello, aunt, I'm here to see my cousin. This is her photo."

"Oh, whose daughter is this? She's so polite." Auntie smiled softly, "Come on, let's see who your cousin is."

Suddenly, her expression changed, and she asked seriously: "Little girl, is this person you are talking about really your cousin? Then are you..."

While she was talking, a man holding a document bag suddenly interrupted her and said, "Sister Mei, what should we do about the resignation procedures? Should we still go through the procedures?"