Reborn back to the time before I sold my blood to support my scumbag boyfriend's college educat

"Mr. Xia, we couldn't find any record of you sending money. However, our staff remembers you sending money; this is our staff member, Li Cuijuan."

"Yes, I remember you. Your name is Xia Guoan, right?"

"Yes"

"You haven't changed much since more than ten years ago; you're still just as beautiful."

"Cough cough"

The director coughed to remind Li Cuijuan to get down to business. Li Cuijuan realized what was going on and said embarrassedly, "Sorry, I got off-topic. I remember you used to come and send money on the 10th of every month, sixty yuan at a time. You knew Yunxian, and she was always the one who received you."

"good"

"To be honest, I know your name because I receive a letter from you every few days."

"Big sister, do you know who sent me the letter?"

"I know, his surname is Lin, and his given name is..."

Is Lin Weihong...?

"Yes, yes, her name is Lin Weihong."

"Big sister, what about the letter?"

"Yunxian took the letter. She said you're her relative and that she can give you any letters you send her from now on. She said you're a busy college student and don't have time to come and get them."

"Director Zhou, I won't let this go. I'm calling the police. I hope your staff can testify for me. Sister Li, is that alright?"

"This…"

Li Cuijuan looked troubled; she still didn't know what had happened. But calling the police meant the matter must be serious, and whether she could testify depended on her superiors' decisions.

"It's okay if you can't find out. We can find out eventually. Brother, let's go call the police now."

This time, Lin's father didn't object; he genuinely hadn't expected Xia Guoan to send so much money to his sister.

"Wait a minute, Xia Gong, our post office also bears responsibility for this. I'll go with you to report it to the police. Cuijuan, you come too, just tell us everything you know."

"Okay, sure."

Li Cuijuan followed along, bewildered, while Director Zhou walked behind her. Director Zhou briefly explained the situation to her so that she would have a general understanding.

"Director, Yang Yunxian is incredibly audacious!"

Director Zhou gestured for her to be quiet and hurry up; the police station was nearby. It would only take a few minutes to walk there. Meanwhile, Yang Yunxian arrived at the wedding venue but didn't see Xia Guoan.

She asked her cousin, who responded indifferently that she didn't know. She assumed her cousin was busy today and didn't think much of it.

"Why are you asking about the National Security Bureau? Also, why did you go out of your way to get your hair done today?"

Yang Yunxia hadn't realized before that her cousin was quite stylish; she had gotten a perm with the latest trend of big, wavy hair, wore lipstick, a dress, and high heels.

This whole outfit must have cost a fortune. How come she never noticed how extravagant her cousin was before? Now that she sees her like this, she understands perfectly well.

She's hiding the money the Xia family gave Lin Weihong for her own use; otherwise, with her monthly salary of five or six hundred yuan at the post office, how could she afford these things?

A few years ago, when policies improved, she remembered that Xia's mother had asked her to send some jewelry to Lin Weihong. She figured it was all with Yang Yunxian, and she wondered how much of it had been sold. Thinking of this, her heart sank; she felt responsible for these things.

She had previously considered trying to matchmake Xia Guoan and Yang Yunxian, but after Xia Guoan directly rejected her, she never brought it up again and never revealed it to her cousin.

I don't know when she started this up. She was so good to her, helping her get a divorce and escape her stepmother's entanglement. And she actually hurt her like this. How is she supposed to face the Xia family now?

"Sis, it's Zhiheng's wedding today, so I have to dress up nicely to make him look good. I'm just curious why his uncle didn't come back, I didn't mean anything by it. You can understand other things, but Zhiheng's wedding is such a big event, how could his uncle not come back?"

"He's back. You'll see him today."

"Really, that's great."

Yang Yunxia looked at Yang Yunxian with hostility. Yang Yunxian was as happy as a child. No wonder she hadn't gotten married all these years. So this was what she was waiting for.

"Why are you so happy?"

"Sister, I'm happy for you. It seems he really cares about his nephew Zhiheng. His uncle is so capable and doesn't have any children, so he'll definitely help Zhiheng and Zhiqian in the future."

"Yunxia, ​​come here quickly."

"I'm here, Mom."

Yang Yunxian went along too, not wanting to miss any opportunity to make her presence felt in front of Xia's parents.

"Auntie, congratulations!"

"Yunxia, ​​let's go over there."

Yang Yunxian's expression changed. Xia's mother had treated her well before, so this behavior was a slap in the face to her cousin. She looked up at Yang Yunxia and found that she had no expression.

"Okay, Mom."

Xia's mother completely ignored Yang Yunxian. In the past, she had been polite to her out of respect for her eldest daughter-in-law and because she felt sorry for her. Now that she knew that her younger daughter-in-law might have been killed by her, if it weren't for the inappropriate occasion, she would have slapped her a few times.

Her youngest daughter-in-law was a benefactor to the Xia family, not only taking care of her youngest son, but also sending them food and supplies when they were in the Northwest.

Resources were even scarcer in the Northwest than in other places; food and cotton clothing were hard to come by, even with money. Although the Xia family weren't officially sent down to the countryside, everyone in the capital thought they wouldn't be coming back.

She was too busy avoiding them to even think about buying them anything or sending them anything. She hid all the money and jewelry in the house, only carrying a small amount with her. Even with money, she didn't dare spend it lavishly; her family was being watched, and they only survived because they reacted quickly.

Who knows, the whole family might be together with our ancestors right now! That's why Lin Weihong said she wanted to separate from her youngest son. She knew he wanted to pursue scientific research, and he would have fewer and fewer opportunities to be at home in the future.

She could only reluctantly agree, regretting that she never got to meet Lin Weihong. Later, after discussing it with Xia's father, she gave her youngest son 10,000 yuan without hesitation, asking him to send it to Lin Weihong.

A few years ago, she even asked her eldest daughter-in-law to send some jewelry to Lin Weihong. Since her youngest son didn't want to get married, she simply sent the jewelry that belonged to her youngest daughter-in-law to her.

"Zhiheng, Qingyan, this is my wedding gift to you."

Yang Yunxian came over with a box containing a gold necklace. She also wanted to ask Zhiheng if anything had happened, as her cousin and Xia's mother had been acting strangely towards her.

"No need, Qingyan, let's go find Grandma. She just said she has something for you."

"it is good"

Yang Yunxian stood there awkwardly, holding the box. She was now even more certain that something had happened, and it wasn't good for her.

Next, Yang Yunxian tried talking to Xia Guofang, but her attitude remained unchanged. Since Xia Yichu and the others had already left when Xia Guofang arrived, she was unaware of Yang Yunxian's actions. Gradually, Yang Yunxian relaxed, engaging in casual conversation with others and trying to ingratiate herself with Xia's relatives.

Anyone who didn't know her would have thought she was Xia Zhiheng's mother! Her attire made her the center of attention at the wedding, and she even followed Xia Zhiheng and his family from table to table toasting guests.

Xia's parents were furious, and Xia Zhiheng and Su Qingyan were also unhappy. Yang Yunxia wanted to pull her away.

"Sis, don't pull me, I'm happy today."

Xia Zhiheng shook his head at his mother. They were already here, so a few more tables wouldn't make a difference. He didn't want to make a fool of himself.

"Yes, I'm happy today too, let's have another drink."

Liu Chengye stumbled over, drunk. He was Yang Yunxian's son. Seventeen years old, he hadn't gone to school or had a job. He was a petty thief, a complete hoodlum.

Finally, Yang Yunxian saw that her son was drunk and was afraid he would cause trouble, so she pulled him away, thus preventing a embarrassing situation.