Before, my energy has always been focused on work.

I thought having a husband and mother-in-law at home would surely be fine.

Even when I noticed something off with my daughter, I only asked a couple of questions without digging deeper.

Now looking back, I realize I overlooked many details.

Upon observing again and searching for clues, I discovered how much my daughter had suffered.

It wasn't just about the Go class; through a crack in the door, I saw the cheese sticks I had prepared for my daughter hidden by my mother-in-law.

She also took out some cheap and unknown products from her room to give to my daughter, saying mysteriously, "These are all the good things your mom doesn't allow you to eat. You can't let your mom know, understand?"

Seeing this, I quickly came out of the study while she was looking for candy, took my daughter into the bedroom.

After locking the door, I placed my daughter on my lap and asked, "Mommy's good girl, you seemed a bit unhappy these past few days, did something happen?"

I hoped she would speak up on her own.

"Mommy..." My daughter hesitated for a moment, then snuggled into my arms and said, "Daddy said mommy works hard and shouldn't bother you."

Hearing this, as I held my daughter's tender face, my heart sank a bit more:

"Mommy is very happy to chat with her baby, not bothered at all."

"If you can tell mommy what's bothering you, mommy will be happy."

My daughter stood up with her little hand supporting me, hugging my neck:

"Really? Is it okay to tell mommy?" She buried her face in my shoulder as she spoke.

"Yes, if you're being bullied, you must tell mommy, and mommy will stand up for you."

I held my daughter's little bottom, my voice firm.

"Daughter doesn't like Candy, she's bad!"

As she spoke, my daughter's little hand clenched into a fist.

Listening to my daughter's account, I finally learned that in the kindergarten where I couldn't see, Candy had actually pulled my daughter's hair and even snatched her toys!

"Daddy asked me to give in to her! She also said that everything in our house will be hers in the future. Mommy, I don't want to live with her."

"What? Did she really say that?"

After hearing my daughter's words, my anger couldn't be contained any longer.

What does a child understand? Such words must have been taught by adults to children.

"Mm." My daughter nodded vigorously.

I comforted and advised my daughter on how to deal with Candy.

I asked her to keep today's conversation a secret, assured her that Candy wouldn't stay with us for long, and then let her go play with her dolls.

Meanwhile, I messaged my childhood friend and assistant Xiao Li to help investigate Candy and my mother-in-law, Zhang Meixia.

At the same time, I collected hair samples from the three of them, planning to have their DNA tested.