The beloved but ungrateful girl is reborn: This time she has truly changed.

Qi Weiwei wanted the Tang family to pay the price, but she also wanted the Qi family to live well.

First, she must remain calm, plan carefully, and strike decisively, ensuring the Tang family has no chance of recovery.

The night was long and agonizing.

Qi Weiwei barely slept all night.

She sat in the chair, sometimes adding coal to the stove, sometimes tucking her parents in, and sometimes walking to the window to look at the dark night outside.

His mind was full of plans and calculations.

Tang Qu will not let this go. Her father's crimes have not yet been cleared, the matter of Tang Aijun and Tang Tiantian must be resolved as soon as possible, and there is also the safety of her two daughters...

Overwhelmed by a multitude of thoughts, she felt suffocated.

As dawn approached, she finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep by the bedside.

In her sleep, she grabbed a machete and stormed into the Tang family's house.

Tang Aijun's handsome face loomed large before her eyes. She slashed down with her knife, and his head rolled to the ground.

But the next second, a new head grew on his neck, with the same face and the same fake smile.

She chopped again, and it grew back.

She chopped them down like pineapples, one after another, piling Tang Aijun's heads on the ground. Yet he was still alive, still laughing, still saying, "Qi Weiwei, you've been a joke your whole life..."

"Knock knock knock".

The knocking woke her up.

Qi Weiwei suddenly looked up. It was already dawn, and the grayish-white light shone through the gaps in the curtains.

The fire in the stove was almost out, and it was getting cold inside.

"Knock, knock, knock." The knocking sounded three more times, not loud, but very clear.

"Who?" Qi Weiwei asked warily, her voice hoarse.

"Weiwei, it's me, Heping." Ling Heping's voice came from outside the door.

Qi Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief and got up to open the door.

Standing outside the door were Ling Heping, Qi Zhuangzhuang, Qi Chunchun, Qi Maomao, and their grandparents.

Everyone arrived and crowded into the narrow stairwell.

Ling Heping was carrying several aluminum lunchboxes: "I also bought breakfast on the way."

"Come in quickly." Qi Weiwei stepped aside.

The group rushed into the house, making the already small living room feel even more crowded.

As soon as Grandpa and Grandma entered, they went straight to the bedroom. When Grandma saw Qi Chou and Chen Hongxia on the bed, tears welled up in her eyes again: "What a tragedy... this beating..."

Qi Chou was already awake and struggled to sit up: "Dad, Mom, what brings you here..."

"How could we not come?" Grandpa leaned on his cane, his eyes reddening. "My heart was pounding all night..."

The good daylight made it easier to see the injuries on Qi Chou and Chen Hongxia's faces.

Qi Chou's face was swollen on one side, his mouth was covered with a dark red scab, and there were bruises around his eyes.

The handprint on Chen Hongxia's face was more obvious, with her five fingers clearly visible, swollen and shiny. Her right wrist was wrapped in gauze, and traces of blood could be vaguely seen seeping out.

Qi Chun-chun, a surgeon, immediately frowned upon seeing the injuries: "Dad, Mom, besides your face and wrist, where else are you injured? Are you feeling dizzy or nauseous? Are you coughing up blood?"

"No, no." Qi Chou waved his hand. "It's just a superficial injury. It'll heal with some rest."

"A superficial injury?" Qi Chun Chun lifted the blanket to examine Qi Chou's leg injury, her brows furrowing deeply. "The bruising is too extensive; there might be a fracture. Mom's wrist wound is too deep; she needs a tetanus shot. I'll go get some medicine!"

"Let's eat first."

Ling Heping placed the lunchbox on the table and opened it. Inside were steaming rice porridge, steamed white flour buns, a small dish of bright red fermented bean curd, and six boiled eggs.

Chen Hongxia didn't have much of an appetite, but after everyone's persuasion, she still drank a bowl of porridge and ate half a steamed bun.

Qi Chou ate a little more: a steamed bun, an egg, and a bowl of porridge.

During the meal, Grandpa looked at Qi Weiwei and suddenly said, "It was all worth it."

Everyone looked at him.

Grandpa, leaning on his cane, spoke softly but firmly: "Weiwei has turned over a new leaf; that's priceless! As long as our family works together, we have nothing to fear!"

Qi Weiwei felt a lump in her throat and lowered her head.

She dared not be so optimistic.

After her parents finished breakfast, Qi Weiwei asked Ling Heping to help clear the dishes, then went to the bedside, looked at her parents, and asked the most crucial question:

"Dad, Mom, did you sign any confession or anything like that at the quarrying committee?"

The room fell silent.

Qi Chou and Chen Hongxia exchanged a glance, both seeing the pain and humiliation in each other's eyes.

After a few seconds of silence, Qi Chou spoke first, his voice dry: "After I passed out, when I woke up, someone was pressing my finger onto a piece of paper, leaving a red imprint. I struggled, but it was already pressed down..."

He stretched out his right hand, and sure enough, there was still some red ink residue under his index fingernail.

"Look," he said with a wry smile, "three young men are holding me down, and no matter how strong I am, I can't fight them off!"

Chen Hongxia closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face again: "I signed... If I didn't sign, I was afraid I'd be beaten to death. They... they took out Weiwei's photo and said that if I didn't sign, they would cause trouble for Weiwei..."

The room was deathly silent.

The only sound was the faint crackling of burning coal in the stove.

Everyone understood.

Tang Qu detained Qi Chou not for money, nor to teach Qi Weiwei a lesson, but to solidify Qi Chou's guilt and to put the entire Qi family under his control!

This made Qi Weiwei dare not resist anymore!

As long as the confession remains, Qi Chou could be arrested and sentenced again at any time.

If Qi Weiwei dares to report Tang Aijun and Tang Tiantian, Tang Qu can retaliate with Qi Chou's crimes—who would believe the words of a criminal's daughter?

What a ruthless scheme.

Qi Weiwei took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

"There's no other way now." She looked at Ling Heping. "Brother Heping, can you send Mom, Dad, and Grandpa and Grandma to your comrades first? Then take me to the military base in the suburbs of Beijing. I need to find Wang Dong."

"Weiwei, you..." Grandpa hesitated, unable to finish his sentence.

"Grandpa, listen to me." Qi Weiwei's tone was firm and brooked no argument. "Grandpa, Grandma, Mom and Dad, please bear with it for a few more days. This matter will take a few days to be completely settled. Tang Qu has released the people now, but he's definitely still watching us. It's not safe for you to stay at home. Go to Brother Heping's comrade's place. There's a sentry post there, and Tang Qu won't dare to do anything reckless."

Grandpa looked at her, this little granddaughter who had been pampered since childhood, her eyes now filled with a firmness that made her seem like a completely different person.

He sighed, then finally nodded: "Okay. I'll do as Vivi says."

Grandma wiped away her tears: "That's good, it'll be a good opportunity to see my two great-granddaughters. Dandan and Qianqian... I haven't even had a proper chance to hold them yet. Hongxia, you haven't met your two granddaughters yet, have you?"

Chen Hongxia burst into tears.

Ling Heping immediately made arrangements: "The car is spacious enough, let's leave now. Weiwei, you come too, let's settle the family first."

Qi Weiwei shook her head: "I'm not going. I have to go find Wang Dong. Time is of the essence, I can't wait any longer."