After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

Guan He did not go home immediately. Instead, he secretly ran to the vicinity of Yan Tang's home according to the address of Yan Tang's home recorded in the student information form.

It is noon now. Yan Tang's house is very quiet and there is no movement around.

Guan He stayed for a while and then went back. All he could think about was how Yan Tang was killed before she could see her ninth birthday.

"As long as I can help Yan Tang spend her ninth birthday safely... and let her spend February 2 safely... can I change the ending..."

Guan He couldn't help but tighten the strap of his schoolbag. He didn't want to trouble Jun Li and the others. After all, they knew nothing about the murder case twenty years ago. It was extremely inappropriate to involve them, and how could he let them follow him into danger.

Guan He only planned to rely on himself. This was originally his obsession, and he wanted to put an end to it with his own hands.

When Guan He returned home, he did not see the usual scene of beer bottles scattered all over the floor and the smell of cigarettes flying everywhere. He was slightly surprised but did not ask any more questions.

Because we came back too late, we had to eat and leave quickly.

Lunch was not a sandwich but a pot of curry beef. Song Fu still packed a lunch box for him and asked him to take it with him. Guan He took a few bites and then hurried to deliver food to Jun Li and the others.

Guan He even doubted whether he had any talent. He arrived at the classroom on time in the afternoon. The last class was taught by Xia Ming. Guan He thought he would be sleepy all afternoon, but as soon as Xia Ming entered the room, a girl raised her hand: "Teacher! The meal fee we had to hand in is gone! I asked many classmates, and the meal fee they put in their schoolbags is gone! Someone must have stolen it!"

Guan He was stunned when he heard this, and hurriedly searched his schoolbag, and sure enough, fifty yuan was missing.

Before Xia Ming could say anything, the girl pointed at Yan Tang beside her and said with full malice: "Teacher! Yan Tang was the only one in the classroom for the afternoon physical education class! She said she was not feeling well and asked for leave! She must have stolen the meal money!"

Yan Tang glanced at the girl and said calmly, "It's not me."

"Who else could it be but you! Don't you dare to open your schoolbag and show it to us!"

The noise in the classroom was getting louder and louder. Yan Tang seemed to have anticipated this. She looked at her schoolbag which had obviously been rummaged through and did not open the zipper immediately.

However, the girl directly pulled out the faded schoolbag and roughly tore open the zipper. With the big movement, a thick stack of money scattered all over the floor.

There was no expression on Yan Tang's face. She seemed to have long been accustomed to this kind of low-level frame-up.

However, the students in the class did not let her go so easily. The noise became more and more intense and even Xia Ming was unable to suppress it.

"I knew she took it! There's a reason why no one wants to play with her!"

"I heard that her mother had an affair with a strange man and gave birth to her. Her mother would bring a man home to spend the night every now and then..."

"My mom is so disgusting..."

Guan He gritted his teeth and stared at the girl with ill intentions, then slammed the table and shouted: "Yan Tang would never bother to steal money!!"

For a moment, the classroom was so quiet that it was suffocating. Guan He panted and glanced at the girl coldly. The coldness that was not suitable for someone of this age made the girl shrink back in fear.

"Yan Tang couldn't possibly steal the money! She is much cleaner than you bunch of villains who only know how to frame others behind their backs!!"

"She stole the money because it was in her schoolbag?! Did anyone see it? There's so much money, so send it to the police station for fingerprint testing! I want to see whose fingerprints are on each bill!"

Guan He's roar made everyone silent. Yan Tang stared at Guan He in a daze. She pursed her lips for a long time and suddenly laughed.

"Okay, okay, stop arguing!"

Xia Ming hurriedly tried to smooth things over. He scratched his head, looked at the name of the student on duty on the blackboard, and then gently comforted her: "Yan Tang is on duty today. It wouldn't be strange if the money was in her schoolbag, right?"

"Everyone, please sit down. We will count the money later. If there is any money missing, the teacher will make up for it."

Guan He still stared coldly at the girl who was obviously crying thief. He sat down very reluctantly but saw Yan Tang's dark eyes staring at him quietly.

Yan Tang held up his face with a smile, then opened his lips and said softly: "Thank you."

Guan He felt a sudden burning sensation in his ears. He hurriedly turned his head away, rubbed his brows and stopped looking at Yan Tang.

Damn it… I’m already 28 or 29 years old… Why am I embarrassed in front of an 8-year-old kid…

It was not until the end of school, when all the students had left, that Guan He slowly stood up.

Yan Tang was not in a hurry to leave. She looked at Guan He and asked, "Why don't you think I took the money?"

Guan He glanced at her and whispered, "You won't do that."

"You wouldn't bother to do such a despicable trick."

Yan Tang was silent for a moment and looked at him: "Why do you like to act like you know me very well?"

"Ahem... um... I..."

Guan He took a deep breath and gently lifted up his schoolbag: "Is it not possible for me to be friends with you?"

This time Yan Tang did not respond immediately. She looked at the students in groups of three or four outside the window and then replied softly, "Okay."

...

Guan He didn't expect that he would send Yan Tang home tonight. The two of them kept a distance from each other and didn't speak the whole time.

Guan He actually cared a lot about the situation at Yan Tang's home. He wanted to ask several times but was forcibly suppressed.

"I am home."

Yan Tang suddenly stopped and looked at Guan He: "You should go back early."

"Ah good…"

Guan He hesitated for a moment and suddenly said: "Then I will pick you up from school tomorrow!"

Yan Tang knocked on the door. She turned her head to look at Guan He, but before she could respond, a big hand grabbed her hair roughly.

"You still know how to come back!"

"Well…"

As soon as Yan Tang's mother saw who was outside, she grabbed her hair and pulled her into the house.

"boom!"

Yan Tang lost her fulcrum and fell heavily to the ground. Guan He's pupils constricted and he wanted to reach out to pull Yan Tang but saw her shaking her head desperately.

"boom!"

The door was shut roughly, but roars and curses were heard from inside. Guan He knocked on the door anxiously but to no avail. He could only shout: "I will come to your house to pick you up for school at six tomorrow morning!!"

This was the only way he could tell Yan Tang's mother not to beat Yan Tang.

Guan He suddenly felt weak, he leaned against the wall and slowly squatted down...

If...if he could let Yan Tang survive the murderer...would Yan Tang eventually die from domestic violence from his own mother...

No…No…

Guan He realized that catching the murderer was not enough...

If Yan Tang wants to live well... she has to deal with her mother...

...

After returning home, Guan He ate in silence and went to bed. However, this time he couldn't fall asleep. All he could think about was the image of Yan Tang being thrown to the ground by her mother...

How will that vicious woman treat her...

Guan He really couldn't imagine...