This actor is full of tricks.

"Why are you doing this?"

On the way back, He Wen's voice rang out from inside the backpack.

"I've always said I'm a kind-hearted person," Lin Jue replied calmly.

After the nouveau riche's company was investigated by the Industry and Commerce Bureau and the Tax Bureau, the parents finally realized they were afraid and understood that Lin Jue was not someone to be trifled with. They all promised to issue a public apology and have their children leave the school.

This can be considered as getting some justice for Wang Qingya.

“There are too many unfair things in this world. Do you have to stand up for justice every time you encounter such a thing?” He Wen was very puzzled by Lin Jue’s behavior.

Lin Jue nodded: "I'll do my best. I'll help if I can."

"Fool." A soft sigh came from the backpack, and then there was no more sound.

Lin Jue sent Xiao Lin a message to express his gratitude, but she was very aloof and did not reply. Lin Jue smiled as he watched his phone screen gradually go dark. This woman was cold on the outside but warm on the inside. Although she couldn't stand him, she had never refused his requests.

After eating a bowl of noodles at a roadside noodle shop to fill his stomach, he found a secluded spot, switched roles, and headed back to Qingwangyuan.

As he passed by the appliance repair shop, the owner called out to him, "Young man, we've found the parts for your thing. It should be fixed by tomorrow."

The fact that the repair time was faster than expected was a pleasant surprise, and Lin Jue's mood improved: "Okay, thanks boss. Just let me know how much it will cost."

"The cost of parts isn't too high, but the machine is too old, so it will cost some money to preserve the data."

"It's alright, just go ahead and fix it." Lin Jue reassured the other party, "Although I may look dirty, I have more money than you can imagine, and I'm not the kind of person who would default on a debt."

That's the truth. To be honest, he hadn't actually calculated how much money he had, but it was definitely over five million.

The boss must have had this concern, because after hearing Lin Jue's words, he finally smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll feel at ease fixing it for you."

[Scene 2: You return home and find that someone seems to have been in your house before; the windows, which were originally closed, are now open.]

Have strangers been in the house?
Lin Jue paused as he reached his front door, his hand reaching for his keys. He lowered his voice and leaned against the door.

There was complete silence behind the door. It was unclear whether the person had already left or was hiding in some corner of the room, waiting for him to come home for a surprise attack.

After listening for a while, Lin Jue quickly inserted the key into the lock and suddenly pulled the door open.

The room was quiet, but many things showed signs of having been ransacked. One of the living room windows was open, letting in a strong draft.

Who would inexplicably barge into this place? There shouldn't be anything valuable in the home of a scrap collector, right? Are they looking for something?

Lin Jue walked around the room and found that not only the living room had been ransacked, but the bedroom was also in complete disarray, with all his newly bought bedding thrown on the floor.

"Who is so rude!" Lin Jue was a little angry. He had just bought new sheets and blankets for 200 yuan, and before he had even slept in them, they were thrown on the ground.

He tossed the bedding back onto the bed and searched the room carefully. It seemed the uninvited guest had already left, and had been very careful, leaving not a single hair behind.

Lin Jue went to the window again, and then he actually found a tuft of hair stuck on the windowsill.

A tuft of black cat fur.

“This is…” He picked up the tuft of cat fur. “Wang Qingya was here.”

"What is she doing here? Is there something in my house that she would care about? Or has she noticed something unusual about me and wants to cause me trouble?"

Lin Jue gently blew a breath, and the cat hairs scattered in the wind. He closed the window again, but did not lock it, feeling that Wang Qingya would probably come again.

After taking a quick shower, he received a text message from Principal Zhou on his phone, saying that the students and parents had publicly apologized, and he also sent a link to a news article. Opening the link led to a reputable news website in Jiangdong, with the top headline: "[Well-known Entrepreneur Admits Child Was a School Bully; When Will School Bullying End?]"

The news report detailed the bullying of Wang Qingya by the group of students, explaining all the causes and consequences of the incident, and included a video of the students apologizing at the end of the report.

The apology was sincere and quick; those guys must have been genuinely frightened.

Lin Jue turned off his phone and threw it on the bed. This result was only somewhat satisfactory to him, but it was only satisfactory to him. The people who were truly hurt still had not received a satisfactory answer.

"Meow."

"Woof woof meow!!!"

A piercing meow shattered the silence of the night, and Lin Jue abruptly opened his eyes and sat up in bed.

Wang Qingya has reappeared!
He gestured to Xiaoming by the bedside to calm down and listened carefully to the sounds outside.

The cat's meows grew more and more pitiful, and the sounds were getting closer.

Wang Qingya is coming this way.

Amidst the meows of the cats, Lin Jue seemed to hear something different, like a very warm ballad.

It was a very soft female voice singing.

An old rattan chair, rocking to the tune of an old folk song.

She used stories to mend my youth.

[While listening, I fell asleep with her as my pillow.]

[Grandma's voice, coming through the dim light]

[With needle and thread, I weave my life]

Old photos, bearing the marks of time, I hide under the covers counting her wrinkles.

What followed was a series of indistinct humming sounds. Lin Jue couldn't hear them clearly, but he could tell from the lyrics that the song was sung for his grandmother.

It was undoubtedly sung by Wang Qingya.

"How strange, why are there both cat meows and singing? Does Wang Qingya have two mouths?" Lin Jue frowned slightly. The cat meows and singing disappeared at the same time, and were replaced by the sound of the living room window being opened.

Come in!
Lin Jue hurriedly put the grimacing Xiao Ming back in, then lay back down, closed his eyes, and pretended to sleep.

He didn't hear any footsteps, but he clearly sensed something enter the bedroom and stand by his bedside. A chilling breath crept up his ears and down the back of his neck.

Wang Qingya should be squatting down now, breathing into his ear.

Lin Jue seemed completely oblivious, his eyes remaining tightly closed, and he even emitted a soft snoring sound.

He wanted to see what Wang Qingya was really up to.

After a long while, a very soft voice came to his ear: "I know you're not asleep..."

"Give me back my things."

(End of this chapter)