After I died, they cried in the live studio

Chapter 29 The truth will eventually come out
Sang Shuwan woke up slowly and answered the phone with sleepy eyes, thinking it was a courier notification. After a lazy "Hello", the person on the other end of the phone told her that it was a wrong number. She didn't think about it anymore and turned over to continue sleeping.

The next morning, a quick ring rang out. Sang Shuwan frowned and reached out to grab the phone. As soon as he answered, a strange voice came out with a bone-chilling chill: "Sang Shuwan, your carefree days are over. You must pay the price for what you have done!"

Sang Shuwan's eyes suddenly became sharp. She sat up calmly, leaned against the head of the bed, and spoke in a deliberately drawn-out tone: "Oh, you are quite arrogant~ But I racked my brains, but I can't figure out when I offended you, or who you are talking about." As she said this, her finger quietly pressed the recording button.

The stranger seemed to be irritated and raised his voice: "Don't play dumb here! My daughter's bright future is ruined in your hands. The hospital's signature is yours, don't even think about denying it!" Sang Shuwan's heart skipped a beat and she quickly recalled the vague fragments of helping out in the hospital. The situation was urgent at the time and she had handled all the procedures with caution and there was absolutely no mistake.

Thinking of this, she raised the corners of her lips, and her voice was tinged with sarcasm: "Just relying on your empty words? I'm afraid someone has ulterior motives and deliberately uses you as a pawn. If you want to threaten me, you have to investigate the matter thoroughly and prepare solid evidence."

The other party snorted coldly: "Tomorrow night at 7 o'clock, come to the abandoned warehouse in the eastern suburbs. If you don't come, you will have no peace for the rest of your life!" Then he hung up the phone. Sang Shuwan stared at the phone, his smile faded, his eyes cold: "Dare to plot against me, no matter who is behind it, I will make him taste the consequences of his own actions." He immediately started to investigate, looking for the contacts in the hospital in the past, preparing to grasp the truth in his hands before this Hongmen Banquet.

Sang Shuwan hung up the bone-chilling phone call, his face gloomy enough to drip water, and dialed Alice's number without hesitation. His voice was as cold and hard as if it was wrapped in ice: "Alice, someone just threatened me anonymously. I've sent you the number. You have half an hour to find out who is behind this."

Alice didn't dare to delay. Her fingertips jumped rapidly on the keyboard, cracking the code layer by layer. But in a moment, her voice came through the receiver with a bit of surprise: "Sister Wan, I found out that the person who called was Sang Jiuyue's mother."

Sang Shuwan's body suddenly froze, and she was stunned for a moment, then anger surged in her eyes: "Is it her?" All the unbearable memories of the past suddenly flooded into her mind. All the tripping and dirty water thrown by Sang Jiuyue and her daughter overtly and covertly over the years, every one of them was like a sharp thorn in her heart.

Gritting her teeth to calm down, Sang Shuwan asked word by word, "Alice, are you sure?" After getting a positive answer, she clenched her phone and sneered, "You've been holding on to me for so many years. It seems that you've lived too comfortably."

Alice advised softly: "Sister Wan, they might be planning a big move, you have to be careful recently." "Don't worry, we will fight back." Sang Shuwan hung up the phone, crossed her arms, a fierce look on her face, and thought to herself: Since this mother and daughter took the initiative to cause trouble, this time, we will settle all the old and new accounts at once, and never let them have the chance to make trouble again.

In the Sang family's large mansion, the vermilion door should be filled with family warmth, but for Sang Shuwan, it is filled with countless grievances and loneliness. One of the main culprits is his own biological mother - Mother Sang; and the one who fanned the flames and deliberately did bad things is Sang Jiuyue's biological mother, Aunt Lin, the Sang family's nanny.

In the early morning, the sun quietly sprinkled into the restaurant. Sang Shuwan, who was sleepy, hurried downstairs. Before she could stand still, her mother's face turned cold. Before she could speak, Aunt Lin, who was waiting on the side, came forward and said sarcastically: "Madam, look, the eldest daughter overslept again. The whole family is waiting for dinner. Unlike Jiyue, she went to the kitchen to help prepare meals before dawn." Sang's mother's brows twisted into the shape of a "chuan" character, and looked at Sang Shuwan with dissatisfaction: "I raised you to this age, but you don't have any rules at all. Can't you learn from Jiyue?" After that, she knocked the plate heavily on the table, and the hot porridge splashed out, scalding Sang Shuwan's back of the hand. Sang Shuwan's eyes were red, and she was about to explain that she stayed up late to study last night, but her mother didn't give her a chance at all and interrupted her directly: "How dare you talk back?"

On the day of the family gathering, relatives brought novel and interesting small gifts, and the children gathered around eagerly. Sang Shuwan stretched out his hand with expectation, but Sang's mother, under the hint of Aunt Lin, quickly stuffed the gift box to Sang Jiuyue, and touched her head affectionately, praising: "Good child, you are weak, this gift is just right for you to recuperate." Aunt Lin also joined in: "That's right, the eldest lady will have a lot of good things in the future, and it's generous to give this little thing to your younger sister." After a while, the relatives praised Sang Jiuyue for being well-behaved, while Sang Shuwan was criticized for not knowing how to be humble.

When the school held a parents' meeting, Sang Shuwan was eager for her mother to show up to support her. As soon as her mother showed a hint of hesitation, Aunt Lin hurriedly whispered, "Madam, Jiyue's grades have dropped sharply recently and she is very depressed. She lost her father when she was young and is very fragile, but she is looking forward to you. Shuwan has always been independent, so it doesn't matter if you are not here for once." After hearing this, Sang's mother decided not to go. Sang Shuwan's repeated absences made her unable to raise her head in front of her classmates, and the rift between mother and daughter became more and more serious.

Aunt Lin was often cunning when taking care of clothes. She deliberately mixed Sang Shuwan's clothes with coarse cloth, which were wrinkled and faded badly after washing; when it was Sang Jiuyue's turn, she gently scrubbed and carefully ironed the clothes by hand, and folded them neatly. When Sang's mother saw this, she felt that Sang Jiuyue was sensible and lovable, while Sang Shuwan was constantly falling out of favor. Faced with the joint suppression of the two, Sang Shuwan was full of grievances, but he was powerless to fight back. He could only cry quietly in the dead of night and swallow the bitter water secretly. Sang Shuwan clenched his mobile phone, listening to the name reported by Alice, and the past came like a surging tide. Those scenes that were coldly treated by the mother and maliciously slandered by the nanny flashed in front of his eyes like a revolving lantern, and every scene was painful.

Her eyes were red, her chest was heaving violently, her teeth were chattering, and she had no way to express her anger and grievance. Her eyes swept across the exquisite ornaments and documents on the table. Sang Shuwan raised her hand and waved it. With a "crash", the table was instantly in a mess. The crystal ornaments hit the wall and broke into several pieces, reflecting a cold light; the papers were scattered all over the floor like snowflakes.

Sang Shuwan gasped for air, her body trembling slightly, tears welling up in her eyes. "Why? For so many years, my biological mother treated me as an outsider and let that nanny scheme against me..." She choked, her voice hoarse with anger, and slammed her fists on the table, her knuckles turning white. The wind from outside the door blew in, blowing up the scattered papers, like a silent sigh.

After a long time, her shoulders drooped, she slowly squatted down, reached out to pick up the paper on the ground, her fingertips brushed across the paper, and stopped moving. Sang Shuwan's eyes gradually turned cold, she raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and secretly vowed: the past grievances would not be in vain, since they had come to provoke me again, this time I would make a complete break, take back everything that belonged to me, and let those people pay the price they deserved.

The dusk was deep, like an airtight black cloth, covering the abandoned warehouse in the eastern suburbs tightly. Sang Shuwan arrived as promised, wearing a dark hooded windbreaker, with the collar turned up high and the cap pulled down very low. He exuded a low-key and restrained aura, except for his eyes, which sparkled under the shadow of the hat brim, revealing his fearless courage.

Stepping into the warehouse, the dim light made people dizzy. Sang Jiyue's mother took the lead in attacking, her eyes red. She took a few steps forward and pointed her finger at Sang Shuwan. Her voice became sharp with anger: "Sang Shuwan, you are so cruel! For so many years, Jiyue has always given in to you, but this one time she didn't do what you wanted, and you actually went to extremes and put the blame on her. Now, she suffers from severe depression and is completely broken!"

Sang Shuwan raised her eyes slightly, her expression calm, and spoke slowly and calmly: "Auntie, it's not reasonable to convict someone without any evidence. I believe I act uprightly, and I am confused by what you said." Her tone was steady, but it was like a stone thrown into the lake of one's heart, causing ripples.

Sang Jiyue's mother seemed to be irritated by these words. She became more and more emotional, her body trembling, and she screamed: "You are still pretending! When you were criticized by the teacher in school, it was obviously your fault, but you turned black into white and made Jiyue take the blame; when the family divided the resources, you only cared about yourself and squeezed Jiyue into a corner. Every single thing was caused by you!"

Sang Shuwan frowned slightly, but his eyes remained firm: "Aunt, memories always add fuel to the fire. I can't remember everything in the past, but I am definitely not the kind of person who blames others for no reason and deliberately hurts others. I feel bad for Jiyue's illness, but you insist that I am the culprit based on your own words. Isn't it too hasty?"

The air around seemed to freeze, and the atmosphere was tense. Sang Shuwan took a step forward, fearless, with her hands hanging naturally and her body straight: "I came to the appointment alone today, without any weapons, just to make things clear. Is it a misunderstanding, or someone is interfering with ulterior motives? Let's talk about it. If you are determined to wrongly accuse me, I will not let you control me." After that, she stood quietly, calmly facing the other party's angry eyes, waiting for the follow-up of this storm.

Sang Shuwan curled her lips and smiled coldly. Her slender fingers slowly pulled out a file bag from her bag. The bag collided with the table, making a dull sound. She glanced at Sang Jiuyue's mother with disdain in her eyes, "Auntie, you are so sure that it is my fault, you should also see what the truth is." As she said that, she poured out all the photos and letters in the bag.

In the photos, Sang Jiyue secretly stuffed contraband into her schoolbag, and also secretly corrected her homework while she was asleep, and deliberately destroyed her competition works. The pictures were so clear that they were dazzling; the letters were the ironclad evidence that Sang Jiyue spread rumors and slandered her. Every word was unbearable to read. Sang Shuwan raised his chin slightly and said in a sonorous voice: "Did you see it clearly? It has always been your precious daughter who framed me and suppressed me by any means, and turned black into white. She is the unforgivable person!"

(End of this chapter)