Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack
Chapter 505 - 485: Investigation (Part 2)

Chapter 505: Chapter 485: Investigation (Part 2)

"Hey, Cao Yingying is quite thoughtful, huh?" Luo Qianqian suddenly spoke again, pulling Qin Nuan out of her thoughts, who looked at Luo Qianqian, stopping what she was doing, a look of confusion on her face.

"I mean, the stuff in her closet is pretty impressive, so why doesn’t she ever use them? Look, she took them out to sell," Luo Qianqian stepped away from the computer, making room for Qin Nuan, who moved closer in surprise.

On the computer screen, familiar packaging bags and contact information were displayed, with prices ten percent lower than those at the boutique, and they were brand new with receipts to guarantee authenticity. There were many people browsing and asking about them, and they sold out quickly.

"She’s not the kind of person to have been so calculating before, right?" Qin Nuan frowned, the previous image of her was too deeply ingrained.

And, Cao Yingying had admitted to Luo Qianqian her actions; all the previous rumors were spread by her.

But if it wasn’t for vanity, why would she want Qin Nuan to get rid of Luo Qianqian and take her place?

And she repeatedly confirmed whether Luo Qianqian’s family background was really what she thought.

And her lack of money was something you could never tell normally; whatever they ate, she would eat too, and even the plethora of snacks she had bought before showed no signs of stinginess, right?

"Should we check on her brother?" Qin Nuan furrowed her brows, also puzzled, having noticed none of these traits in Cao Yingying over a year of interaction.

"We’ll talk about it later," Luo Qianqian pressed her lips tightly.

"Zhang Yun’s bank account is out of money, she must have taken the living expenses to do it, hey, I just don’t get it, why go get a beauty card? And a monthly one at that," Luo Qianqian raised her eyebrows, soon speaking again.

"A woman beautifies herself for the one who cherishes her," Qin Nuan wasn’t surprised at all.

"Weird," Luo Qianqian found a problem while checking on Xiu Ran, "Fang Rou’s information isn’t accurate either? Doesn’t look like someone who has a boyfriend." The money hadn’t increased or decreased, and the call log was just them and her family calls.

"If Fang Rou’s information was accurate, we wouldn’t be here verifying it again," Qin Nuan said calmly and then checked her phone, "I’ll call them and say we won’t come home tonight; we’ll eat out together."

Luo Qianqian nodded nonchalantly, casually sent emails to her brother and Xu Tianyi, but soon found a rather strange email message in her mailbox:

Luo Qianqian, hello.

I am your admirer. Friday at five in the afternoon, I’ll wait for you at the library entrance. I’ll have ’A Brief History of Time’ in my right hand and a chrysanthemum in my left. Don’t miss it.

"Damn, is he sick?" Luo Qianqian couldn’t help but exclaim, but she quickly realized another problem.

This is an email account, not a phone number; I could have asked about a phone number, but I haven’t sent emails to anyone other than my brother Xu Tianyi!

"What’s wrong?" After making a call to Cong Rong and then using Luo Qianqian’s phone to send another message, Qin Nuan heard Luo Qianqian’s outburst and rushed back to the study.

The little chubby boy who was still eating was very quiet; the television was on mute, completely not disturbing the two.

"I don’t know who, but someone checked my contact info," Luo Qianqian frowned, she trusted the two people she was in contact with, so where could it have come from?

Luo Qianqian closed the computer, sighed, and walked out of the study only to hear the sound of messy footsteps and a door opening, then Lu Simiao appeared at the doorway, his brow sweaty, his school uniform somewhat disheveled, and his backpack not fully zipped.

"Why the rush?" Luo Qianqian frowned as she stepped forward to take Lu Simiao’s backpack.

"Sister, why are you here?" Lu Simiao’s face showed a bit of unease and panic, his chest heaving dramatically due to the recent exertion.

"Came here for something." Luo Qianqian smiled, "Go take a shower first? I’ll take you out for something tasty later."

Lu Simiao glanced at the chubby kid still eating, nodded, obediently went into the room to get his clothes, and entered the bathroom, not forgetting to pop his head out and ask, "Sister, I’ll explain when I come out, don’t be mad, okay?"

Luo Qianqian nodded. Seeing not a trace of insincerity on her face, Lu Simiao breathed a sigh of relief and went into the bathroom.

In less than ten minutes, Lu Simiao had finished showering and changed into comfortable cotton sportswear he wore at home.

Seeing that tips of his hair were still dripping, Luo Qianqian raised an eyebrow, "Make sure you’re dry before coming out."

Upon hearing this, Lu Simiao hurried back into the bathroom, and when he came out a little later, his hair was still damp but indeed no longer dripping.

"Sister, remember the person I mentioned last time who borrowed money from me and fought with me?" Without waiting for Luo Qianqian to ask, Lu Simiao stood obediently in front of the stool where Luo Qianqian was sitting.

Luo Qianqian nodded, her eyes darting to the chubby kid. It seemed like this was him.

The chubby kid shrank away entirely out of fear from Luo Qianqian’s harmless gaze.

Qin Nuan chuckled from the side. How could Luo Qianqian, not much taller than the chubby kid, scare him this much?

"It’s him, his name is Pei Chenhao," Lu Simiao said without any hesitation, pointing at the chubby kid who immediately shrank further, then quickly added, "Sister, he’s not a bad person. He did it to help others."

Luo Qianqian raised her eyebrows, signaling Lu Simiao to continue.

Lu Simiao took a deep breath and shared what he knew.

Turns out this chubby kid, well, Pei Chenhao, had seen an old lady kneeling on the ground weeping while he was buying snacks. Curiosity and kindness drove him to ask her what was wrong, and it turned out that her younger son, about his age, had been declared critically ill by doctors that afternoon. She had tried to call her family for money but couldn’t borrow any, and without money, her boy would die.

Pei Chenhao, seeing how heartbroken the old lady was, handed over all the pocket money he had just received without thinking about what he would do next. He let her use it to save her son and even asked for her address, saying he would visit if he got the chance.

Finally, Lu Simiao added, "I went with him to visit that kid, and the old lady recognized him too, he wasn’t lying."

"Are you stupid?" Qin Nuan couldn’t help but retort, "Don’t you think about the consequences when you act?"

"So why isn’t he in class now?" Luo Qianqian affirmed his kindness; after all, it did help someone, but what if that old lady was a scammer? Kids can’t discern right from wrong. Foolish kindness is the scariest.

"Because of the earlier ’borrowing money’, someone told the teacher," Lu Simiao looked disapprovingly at the chubby kid, "he was asked to bring his parents, but they didn’t come, and in the end, he was sent home to reflect for a week. However, that evening, he was waiting for me at the door, asking where I had been sleeping when I hadn’t returned to the dorm, in some park or under a bridge..."

"Park? Under a bridge??" Luo Qianqian’s eyes widened, "So if you don’t bring him back, he’s going to sleep in places like that? Why not go home?"

Pei Chenhao paused for a moment, then spoke in a subdued tone, "My parents work abroad and come back once a month. I can’t go home."