For several days, I didn't see Song Yangyang coming to school, but Sheng Xiaorou appeared in front of me looking refreshed.

"Sis, Wang Shao invited me to go racing, are you coming?" She was dressed beautifully, looking more like a rich young lady compared to when she just got home.

However, her manners and etiquette still made one frown.

During this time, Sheng Xiaorou had been hanging out with the troublemaking second-generation kids in our grade and had invited me to join them several times.

Seeing me refuse again, she rolled her eyes impatiently and said, "What's with the aloof attitude, no wonder they say you're boring!"

After saying that, she left with Wang Shao and his group, wearing a short skirt and high heels.

Thinking she had solved the problem of Song Yangyang, Sheng Xiaorou started to indulge more recklessly, and gradually, I noticed some ambiguous traces on her.

She thought she was hiding it well, but she didn't know that everything she was doing now was being secretly monitored by someone I hired.

My dear sister, enjoy your last moments of happiness.

Because your nightmare is about to begin.

After school that day, I specifically asked Sheng Xiaorou to come home with me. Just as we reached the school gate, a middle-aged man suddenly rushed up and tried to grab her hand.

The man's eyes were full of excitement: "Zhaodi! Dad finally found you, it was so hard to find you!"

The man in front of us was hunched over, half of his face was scarred from burns, and he emitted an unpleasant smell.

Sheng Xiaorou was shocked and stood still, letting the man pull her for a while before reacting, screaming and pushing him away.

"Are you crazy? I don't know you at all!" she said, pulling me towards the car with a serious face, "Where did this crazy person come from, are you all dead?"

Sheng Xiaorou shouted angrily at the security guard by the door, and the guard finally stepped forward to stop the man.

Even after getting into the car, Sheng Xiaorou was still shaken, so nervous that she had scratched her palms open. I calmly asked, "Who was that? How does he know you?"

Sheng Xiaorou cursed, "Some crazy person mistook me for someone else. Sis, can you not tell Mom and Dad?"

During this time, my parents found out about her hanging out with Wang Shao and his group, and scolded her harshly, expressing disappointment and impatience, just like they did with me in the past.

I smiled and said, "Okay."

I was very satisfied with Sheng Xiaorou's reaction.

That man was Song's father, Song Yangyang's uncle, and Sheng Xiaorou's buyer, who could be considered our foster father.

Song's father was greedy and lecherous, but also cowardly. He didn't die in the fire, but he was injured to some extent. Song Yangyang had only recently found him.

Originally, my parents wanted to sue the Song family, but since they were all dead, it was left unresolved. Now that Song's father suddenly appeared, logically, Sheng Xiaorou should be happy and should quickly tell our parents to deal with this scum.

But she dared not, because she had started the fire, and because Song's father had a video of her being forced into prostitution back then. Once our parents found out, these things couldn't be hidden anymore.