My older sister, born in the 1970s, stole my marriage; I took my three treasures and blew up the fam

"Everything was fine before this bitch showed up! Brother Shen Yan, get rid of her and that bastard! She'll kill us all!"

As if she had lost her mind, Ruan Jiaojiao directly pinned the blame on Ruan Tinghe.

Ruan Tinghe was speechless; he really just blurted things out without thinking.

She wanted to see what Shen Yan would do. If he really believed Ruan Jiaojiao's nonsense and treated her as a jinx, then he could get lost.

"Brother Shen Yan, you need to get rid of her! She's caused Mom to be hospitalized! Do you want her to kill Mom?"

Shen Yan frowned and pinched his brow with his fingers in frustration.

He growled in a low voice, "Get out of here!"

"Did you hear me! I told you to get lost!" Ruan Jiaojiao waved triumphantly at Ruan Tinghe. "A jinx like you doesn't deserve to stay by Brother Shen Yan's side!"

As she spoke, she reached out to grab Shen Yan's arm, but Shen Yan dodged her by turning to the side.

Shen Yan glared at Ruan Jiaojiao and said angrily again, "I told you to get out!"

Ruan Jiaojiao's smug expression instantly crumbled, and she stared at Shen Yan in disbelief.

"Brother Shen Yan, this bitch clearly killed your sister, why are you telling me to get out!"

"Ruan Jiaojiao, if you keep spouting those feudal superstitions, I'll personally send you to jail!"

Shen Yan spoke sharply and sternly, which made Ruan Jiaojiao tremble with fear, and she burst into tears, feeling wronged.

"Brother Shen Yan, you're actually going to send me to jail for this bitch! I'm telling Mom! She'll definitely kick her out!"

Ruan Jiaojiao ran outside, wiping away her tears, but ran into Qiao Xiaqing at the door.

Qiao Xiaqing's face turned deathly pale, her eyes fixed on the girl's corpse on the bed.

That familiar bow felt like a knife piercing her heart.

She swayed precariously and nearly fainted again.

Ruan Jiaojiao quickly hugged her, taking the opportunity to point at Ruan Tinghe and complain, "Mom, it was this jinx who killed my sister!"

Qiao Xiaqing acted as if she hadn't heard, tears welling up in her eyes as she staggered toward the corpse.

Ruan Tinghe couldn't bear to see such a heartbroken mother.

"She is not Shen Yan's sister," Ruan Tinghe stated her conclusion.

She confirmed it after carefully examining the corpse's face.

This face is definitely not the face of Shen Nian that she drew.

Qiao Xiaqing, who had been immersed in grief, suddenly looked up and rushed over to grab Ruan Tinghe's hand.

"What did you say?"

Ruan Tinghe was in pain from being grabbed, but she didn't shake off Qiao Xiaqing. She knew that Qiao Xiaqing didn't do it on purpose; she was just too concerned about her daughter.

She is a mother herself, so she understands how a mother feels at this moment.

Ruan Tinghe reiterated, "She is not your missing daughter."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Ruan Jiaojiao exclaimed, shoving Ruan Tinghe away.

Ruan Tinghe was pushed and staggered two steps, almost falling down.

Ruan Jiaojiao grabbed Qiao Xiaqing's arm anxiously and said, "Mom, that's my sister! Look at the bow she's wearing, it's exactly the same as the one you showed me!"

"Slap!" Qiao Xiaqing slapped Ruan Jiaojiao across the face.

"Shut up!" Qiao Xiaqing glared angrily at Ruan Jiaojiao. This was the first time she had ever been angry with Ruan Jiaojiao, and the first time she had ever hit Ruan Jiaojiao.

Ruan Jiaojiao covered her face in disbelief as she looked at Qiao Xiaqing. "Mom, why did you hit me? That bitch killed my sister! Why are you hitting me?!"

Ruan Tinghe sneered: "Foolish. I said this corpse isn't Shen Nian, but you insist it is. Who else should I hit but you? Do you really want Shen Nian dead?"

"But she's dead!" Ruan Jiaojiao protested. "Her bow is proof of that!"

"What does it prove that the same bow tie proves?"

"That's a bow I made for Niannian myself." Qiao Xiaqing's gaze was fixed on the bow again. She wished so much that her daughter was really not dead, but how could she explain the bow?

That was a bow she made herself for her daughter; there's only one of its kind in the world.

So is this really her daughter?

The hope in Qiao Xiaqing's eyes was extinguished by the tears that welled up again.

"Why aren't you saying anything! You bitch!" Ruan Jiaojiao became smug again. "I never thought you could be so vicious! To please Mom and Brother Shen Yan, you actually lied like this. Do you want your sister to be unclaimed and unable to go home, to be a lonely ghost for the rest of her life?!"

Ruan Tinghe frowned. The bow was made by Qiao Xiaqing herself, which meant that the bow was indeed Shen Nian's.

But this face doesn't have any of the features Shen Nian had when she was a child!

"No, Shen Nian has a very high nose bridge, while this girl, despite her festering skin, has a flat and short nose bridge."

Ruan Tinghe approached the corpse and recounted the unusual things she had observed.

"The face shape is also wrong. Shen Nian has a cute round face, while this girl's face is big and round, but her cheekbones are prominent and her forehead is sunken, which is completely different from Shen Nian's face."

As Ruan Tinghe pointed it out, Ruan Jiaojiao's face darkened, but she still stubbornly retorted, "So what? Girls change a lot as they grow up; who looks exactly the same as they did when they were little?"

Ruan Tinghe was speechless. This guy really wouldn't give up until he saw the King of Hell!

Then she'll make Ruan Jiaojiao give up!

"Facial features can change, but what about teeth?"

Ruan Tinghe pointed to the woman's teeth, which were exposed due to decay. Qiao Xiaqing exclaimed in surprise after seeing the woman's teeth clearly.

"It's not Niannian! She's not Niannian! Niannian has two little tiger teeth, she doesn't, she really isn't her!"

"Then...then..." Ruan Jiaojiao racked her brains, still wanting to argue.

Shen Yan spoke with disgust: "Ruan Jiaojiao, do you really want my sister to die?"

Ruan Jiaojiao shook her head, crying as she explained, "I didn't, I..."

She subconsciously cast a pleading look at Qiao Xiaqing, thinking that Qiao Xiaqing would speak up for her, but she only saw Qiao Xiaqing's disgusted look.

Ruan Jiaojiao was panicked; she knew that Qiao Xiaqing was already dissatisfied with her!

"I'm sorry, Mom, Brother Shen Yan, I... I'm just too heartbroken. I was deceived by appearances."

"I really didn't mean to curse my sister. I just love Brother Shen Yan so much that I said those hurtful things."

Ruan Jiaojiao nervously grasped Qiao Xiaqing's hand, her voice pleading, "Mom, I didn't mean it. You have to believe me. I've always hoped my sister would come back alive. I even went to the temple to pray for her safety. Mom, please believe me!"

Qiao Xiaqing recalled the story of Ruan Jiaojiao climbing the mountain in the rain to pray for peace and blessings at the temple, and her anger towards Ruan Jiaojiao lessened somewhat.

"You should go back first. We don't need you here." Qiao Xiaqing's expression softened, but she didn't want to see Ruan Jiaojiao again for the time being.

Ruan Jiaojiao looked at Shen Yan with teary eyes, but Shen Yan didn't even glance at her.

"Okay, I'm sorry, Mom, I'm sorry, Brother Shen Yan. I'll go back and reflect on my mistakes now."

She turned back every few steps, her eyes filled with tears, and left.

The morgue is finally less noisy.

Qiao Xiaqing also calmed down a lot. Her attitude changed drastically, abandoning her previous indifference and disgust, and she said in a kind tone: "Thank you. If it weren't for you, I would have mistaken my daughter for someone else."

Ruan Tinghe only sympathized with another mother from the perspective of a mother, but that did not mean she had to forgive Qiao Xiaqing.

If Qiao Xiaqing hadn't indulged Ruan Jiaojiao and Shen Yaozu, her children wouldn't have been bullied yesterday!

"It's none of my business, I'm leaving now." She said this to Shen Yan.

Xiao Bao looked at Ruan Tinghe, then at Shen Yan, and then twisted her body. Shen Yan put her down, and she immediately ran to Ruan Tinghe's side with her short legs.

"Following the clue of the bow, perhaps we can find Shen Nian."

Before leaving, she gave one last reminder, and then Ruan Tinghe, carrying Xiaobao, turned and walked away without looking back.

Qiao Xiaqing was still in a daze. She was overwhelmed with joy and sorrow and her mind couldn't process it all at once. She asked Shen Yan in confusion.

"Ah Yan, what does she mean?"

Shen Yan explained, "If the bow really belongs to the younger sister, it means that this female corpse had contact with the younger sister before she died. If we follow this clue, we might be able to find traces of the younger sister."

Qiao Xiaqing was pleasantly surprised and finally realized what was happening.

"Ah Yan, hurry, hurry and go find your sister!"

Shen Yan was in a dilemma. The female corpse was so decomposed that it was unrecognizable, which was why she was mistaken for his sister.

In order to conduct an investigation, the identity of the female corpse must first be determined.

"Mom, you should go back first. I'm going to the police station."

"Alright, alright, we must find your sister!"