001 Mistaken life experience

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"I'm not a thief!"

In the dormitory of the welfare home, a nine-year-old girl's eyes were red in the face of everyone's doubts. She has a pair of big eyes rippling with water, smart and beautiful, but the whole person looks a little thin because of nutritional imbalance.

Seeing that everyone was looking at her with a contemptuous and contemptuous gaze, she choked up with grievance:

"That jade pendant was originally mine! …… I—I'm not a thief! That's what my mom left me! ā€

"So you mean, I stole your stuff?!" Standing across from her was a girl her age. She tilted her head, glared at her coldly, and smiled harmlessly.

Compared to her, this girl has a sweet appearance and a haughty expression, like a little princess who is high up, and she is loved by thousands of people.

As soon as her words fell, the children around her immediately stood up to defend her.

"You're clearly lying! It's a lie! How could Rou'er steal your stuff!? ā€

"Yes, yes! How can it be? How could Rou'er be a thief! It's clear that you stole her stuff! ā€

In the face of all the children's accusations and questions, the girl was speechless, and she was so aggrieved that she rubbed her eyes sadly and cried.

"That's really my jade pendant! Whining...... Give me back ......."

Rou'er glanced at her proudly, turned to everyone and said, "Everyone can see clearly!" Xiaoshi is a thief, don't play with her in the future! Thief, bad, bad! ā€

Several children nodded heavily: "Mm-hmm! We all listened to Princess Rou'er and ignored her in the future! She's a thief! ā€

"She's a thief! Little poems are bad boys! Steal Rou'er's things, shame on your face! ā€

The children laughed and dispersed, and the girl leaned against the wall alone, looking at their backs with tears in her eyes, and secretly clenched her fists.

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Outside the door of the dean's office, there stood a row of men in black suits.

An old man who was over half a hundred years old sat on the sofa with a serious expression, but his spirit looked very good, his temperament was distinguished by a Tang suit, and there was a fierce aura between his eyebrows.

Although he is old and his face is slightly old, the outline of his handsome facial features can vaguely imagine the handsome and graceful appearance of his youth.

The dean found a stack of materials, slowly opened them in front of him, and respectfully handed them over: "Mr. Mu, here are all children who were just admitted to the hospital last year, and all the children's materials are here, please take a look." ā€

The old man stretched out his hand and flipped through a few sheets, looked at them a few times, twisted his eyebrows slightly, and the assistant on his side glanced at his face, raised his head and smiled at the dean and said, "That child is about eight or nine years old, may I ask, among the children who were admitted to the hospital last year, how many children meet this age?" ā€

The dean recalled for a moment and said busily, "Please wait a minute. ā€

The old man lowered his eyes and swept over, but his gaze was fixed on a family photo, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and tapped his fingertips, "Let me meet this girl." ā€

The dean was stunned for a moment, and then nodded: "Okay, I'll arrange for her to meet you immediately!" ā€

She dialed the phone, and a few moments later, a teacher walked in with a girl.

Rou'er stood obediently in front of the old man, with her hands behind her back, her chest straightened, and she said with a smile: "Grandpa! Hello! My name is Rou'er. ā€

The old man stared at her expressionlessly, his gaze carefully examining her face inch by inch, his eyes slowly narrowing, his gaze deep and gloomy.

Rou'er twisted her eyebrows with some curiosity, she always felt that this grandfather looked so fierce, and seemed to be a little frightened by his meticulous face, and couldn't help but take two steps back, but saw the old man rushing to beckon.

"Come, let grandpa take a good look at you!"

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Well. Rou'er hesitated to take two steps forward, the old man gently held her shoulder, looked at her carefully, although the age was the same, but always felt that neither the eyebrows nor the facial features were very similar.

His gaze slowly descended, landing on the jade pendant between her collarbones. The old man touched the jade pendant and asked in a deep voice, "...... this jade pendant?"

Rou'er was stunned, and said with a smile: "This jade pendant was given to me by my mother." ā€

The old man's eyes were slightly condensed, and when the assistant saw this, he hurriedly took out another jade pendant from his briefcase and handed it over.

The two jade pendants were put together and fit tightly.

The old man's hand trembled slightly. Seeing this, the assistant understood, walked over and whispered a few words to the dean, and then took out a huge check from the briefcase and handed it to her, and the dean took it with a smile.

At the entrance of the welfare home, a row of luxurious black cars was parked.

The girl looked lonely and climbed the black iron railing, staring blankly at Rou'er as she followed a group of men in suits and got into an extended Bentley.

The moment the car door closed, Rou'er looked indifferently in her direction, inadvertently, the two pairs of eyes collided in the air, Rou'er smiled whimfully, the window slowly rose, and the car disappeared.

The life trajectories of the two children turned out to be wrong.

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