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Chapter 365 The wool comes from the sheep's back (Su Ye)

Hearing the conversation around her, Shen Zhaoyi's lips curled into a mocking smile.

Is it filial piety?
She really didn't.

Shen Li clearly hadn't expected her daughter to turn out like this.

His wife, on the other hand, was secretly observing Shen Zhaoyi with an extremely mercenary look.

This bag, these clothes, and those jade earrings bigger than a fingernail—wow, they must have cost a fortune!
I never expected Shen Dali's offspring to be so successful now.

Shen Zhaoyi was certainly aware of her gaze, but it didn't matter. The fact that she dared to come back so openly today meant that she was fully prepared.

Who told me I had something on my hands?

Shen Li finally realized what was happening, her face filled with disbelief.

"You are... Xiaoyi?"

"What, don't you recognize him?" Shen Zhaoyi raised an eyebrow, her last shred of hope for her biological father shattered.

As I walked past him, since I was already there, I still had to offer incense to the old lady to thank her for her help in making the household registration transfer go smoothly.

In return, I will bring the murderer to justice before I leave.

After completing the formalities, Shen Zhaoyi realized that it seemed only Shen Li and his wife were keeping vigil in the mourning hall, while their beloved grandson, Shen Fuguang, was nowhere to be seen.

He met Cong Lang's gaze and immediately knew the answer.

“I heard his mother explain it to outsiders like this: the school is holding extra classes, and he's about to enter his senior year of high school. She was afraid it would affect his mood, so she didn't tell him.”

“It’s not like you’re going to be a senior in high school right now, it’s not like you’re going to take the college entrance exam right now.” Shen Zhaoyi said with disdain. “If coming back for a few days will really delay your studies, then I think you might as well not study at all.”

"Who says it isn't?"

Cong Lang genuinely felt that this family had some kind of mental problem; their behavior and thoughts were simply not those of normal people.

It was fortunate that Miss Shen left with her mother early on, otherwise she might have been infected.

After exchanging information, Shen Zhaoyi didn't linger for a moment. She found Shen Li again and went straight to the main topic of her return.

"My lawyer has prepared all the necessary materials; you just need to sign them."

"So eager?" The man was losing face after being ordered around by his daughter in front of outsiders. He was flustered but still wanted to put on a fatherly air. "You just got back, don't you know to greet and get to know the elders in the family first?"

"And your grandmother, even in the mourning hall, she was only thinking about her own petty problems!"

"Come, wrap it in white cloth first. As for other things, we can talk about them after the burial."

This is like forgetting the pain once the wound has healed.

Seeing the mourning handkerchief Shen Li brought, Shen Zhaoyi stopped Cong Lang, looked at him coldly, and asked him word by word, "Who is the one who did the dirty work between us?"

After saying that, he pointed to the coffin parked not far away.

These words instantly extinguished the other party's arrogance.

Shen Li quickly changed his expression to a smiling face, pleading with Shen Zhaoyi to keep her voice down so that no one else could hear.

"I'll sign it, isn't it okay if I sign it?"

"But at least give me some face, won't you?"

"Face, face," I don't even know how much it's worth, yet people keep talking about it all the time.

Shen Zhaoyi swallowed her anger and left the house without looking back after getting everything she wanted.

In the taxi, Cong Lang handed over all the materials he had checked to her.

"Miss Shen, you can go to complete the formalities first thing tomorrow morning. Do you need me to accompany you?"

"No need." Shen Zhaoyi declined his offer, while instructing that they could set off from either direction.

If no one is watching, Shen Li might bury the old lady overnight, but it doesn't matter, she can be dug up later.

The rest is up to the forensic pathologist.

Shen Zhaoyi would never describe herself as someone who would betray her grandmother or abandon her own family for the greater good. She is now simply a granddaughter seeking justice for her grandmother.

Back at the hotel, I saw Zhou Yi saying that he had picked up the package and had attached a photo.

It was a file folder with "Urgent" written on it. "Uncle Zhou, could you open it and see what's inside?" Shen Zhaoyi was very curious; what could possibly be useful to Su Ye in a situation where they were "bankrupt"?

Could it be money?

Just then, a new image came in.

Although it differed somewhat from my initial guess, overall it was pretty much the same.

Because inside was a bank card.

Seeing that it was almost time to get off work, Shen Zhaoyi waited another half hour before making the call.

The call was answered after only one ring.

"Zhaoyi?"

"Did you receive the package?"

Clearly, Su Ye had anticipated her call.

Shen Zhaoyi hummed in agreement, not asking why he would send this thing, but rather wondering how much credit was inside.

“All the gifts you sent in the voice chat room before, I withdrew them and they’re all stored in there,” Su Ye patiently explained. “Because there’s a commission, it probably won’t reach the number you were hoping for.”

"You didn't spend a single penny?"

"No."

The funeral home pays well enough to cover his daily expenses as a grown man, but it's uncertain whether that will alleviate Shen Zhaoyi's current predicament.

"Your message came suddenly; I really wasn't prepared."

“I used to have extra money from my salary, but it was all deposited in fixed deposits. I had an appointment with the bank manager to withdraw it on Friday afternoon.” Su Ye was a little embarrassed as she said this, “So I can only use your money to tide me over for now.”

"What 'yours' and 'mine'? That's too formal." Shen Zhaoyi hadn't expected him to have such a trick up his sleeve.

Although the cashback I received from the freebies was more than enough, it's really hard not to be moved by this.

Even though the money comes from the consumer, the intention is very important.

and many more.

wool?

Shen Zhaoyi suddenly thought of a way that might allow her to reconnect with the system.

Her barely suppressed excitement came through the phone:

"Su Ye, you've really helped me a lot!"

"Don't bother withdrawing the money. Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. I'm not at the point where I need a man to support me."

Just as Su Ye was about to advise her not to be stubborn, the call was already disconnected.

Immediately afterwards, I received a message: "[I'll talk to you later. Maybe I'll get all my money back tomorrow. Then, I'll take care of you again~]"

Despite numerous deletions and revisions, the words of comfort in the chat box were never sent.

Finally, Su Ye could only chuckle and reply with a simple "okay".

In her hotel room, Shen Zhaoyi sat in a chair and began to analyze the current situation.

It is known that the system can only reward or spend money on targets other than itself.

Another rule is that the money must not be returned to the host in any form; otherwise, it will be deducted twice and a warning will be issued.

Then the problem is coming.

Who issued the warning?

The answer is obvious: it's a system that has already disappeared.

So, we happen to have some of the tips we gave out back then. What should we do with them? It's really hard to guess!
Shen Zhaoyi quickly linked the bank card to her WeChat account, and then transferred 200,000 yuan directly through the chat window with Su Ye.

I thought that the moment the other party received the message, I would see the little ball pop out and scold me for my behavior.

But unexpectedly, something even faster happened—

"Returned"