Chapter 9 The Fickleness of Human Nature
She looked at the house where she had lived for ten years. A three-bedroom and one-living room house, which was less than 100 square meters in area, was located in an old building area. She couldn't even remember how many years they hadn't bought new furniture.
Her father was the deputy mayor of this city, but their life was not as good as that of a deputy chief cadre. Those people were so blind that they dare to say that her father was corrupt.
This was obviously a false accusation. One billion, for their family, was simply an astronomical figure!
"Nuanxin, what should we do now? We must find a way to save your father." Yang Peijie nervously held her daughter's hand and pinned all her hopes on her daughter.
"I know Mom. Dad was wronged, and I will definitely find a way to save him." Mu Nuanxin nodded firmly. The Mu family had raised her for ten years. If it wasn't Mu Luozhong who adopted her back then, who knows what would she be like now?
Just for this kindness, she wouldn't just look on with folded arms.
"I just called your brother, but he didn't answer... There is such a big incident now. He had to come back." With that, Yang Peijie wanted to call her son again.
But Mu Nuanxin quickly cut off the phone, "Mom, don't do that. My brother is about to graduate soon. If you tell him now, with his personality, he will definitely give up his studies regardless of everything..."
After Yang Peijie heard what her daughter said, she became flustered. Jiyang is the hope of their family, and he must not be allowed to give up his studies... She hung up the phone tremblingly, then hugged her little daughter and started crying.
Mu Nuanxin comforted her sad mother, and then went out in a hurry. She went to the procuratorate first. She wanted to meet her father first and ask what was going on, but they told her that Mu Luozhong embezzled such a huge amount, and that no one was allowed to visit until he revealed the whereabouts of the illicit money.
Helplessly, she had to leave. Then she visited all the people who were close to her father to see if they could help, but was turned away by them. She didn't even see their faces.
When Mu Nuanxin walked out of the last friend's neighborhood of her father, she was bitterly disappointed. That was what human nature was.
It is easy to add icing on the cake, but it is difficult to send charcoal in the snow.
Thinking of her father who was wrongfully imprisoned, she had the sudden urge to cry.
After a week's hard work, things didn't make any progress. On the matter of Mu Luozhong's corruption, it seemed that everyone in the city had a very unified opinion that he must be convicted.
It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Mu Nuanxin came home. After being busy for a week, she was even thinner, which made her look weak.
Just seven days of time, she had already been through the fickleness of human nature.
She walked into the house tiredly. Yang Peijie saw her and immediately asked her, "Nuanxin, how is it going? Any updates?"
Mu Nuanxin shook her head, took a long sigh of relief, and then said, "Mom, I think there's something strange about what happened to Dad this time..."
"Nuanxin, there is a way that may save your father." Yang Peijie interrupted her anxiously, lowering her head and not daring to look at her daughter in the eyes.
"What's that?" Mu Nuan's eyes lit up, nervously grabbing her mother's hand, not noticing her unnaturalness.
"Do you know Zhou Renxiong?" Asked Yang Peijie, sitting on the sofa with her daughter.