Chapter 1096: Chapter 1096: The Angry Ancestor
Jiangli listened to everything Wei Qingran said and slightly frowned, “A dark shadow?”
Wei Qingran nodded, “Yes, it seemed like there was some sort of dark shadow that ran out from Teacher Song, but we couldn’t see clearly what it was; it just disappeared.”
Jiangli asked again, “At that time, you couldn’t control your own hands?”
Song Wenjun froze for a moment, glancing at Jiangli looking at her before realizing that Jiangli was speaking to her, and quickly nodded, “Yes, my, my hands seemed to have become someone else’s at that moment. I wanted to let go, but they just gripped tighter and tighter…”
“You clearly felt that your hands were out of control?” Jiangli asked pointedly.
Song Wenjun quickly nodded, “Yes, I, I really couldn’t control myself. If I could have controlled myself… how could I ever hurt my own daughter?”
Sister He heard this and quietly looked at Song Wenjun a few more times. Once she calmed down, she also felt that Song Wenjun wasn’t likely that type of person.
Neither Song Wenjun nor her husband favored boys over girls, and Little Caihong is now their only daughter.
In order to take care of Little Caihong, Song Wenjun would choose her work carefully and prioritize projects that could be completed near J City.
Thinking back, Song Wenjun indeed wouldn’t do such a thing to Little Caihong.
At the time, Sister He reacted instinctively, fearing that Song Wenjun might do something else to Little Caihong, but now that she thought about it, she calmed down.
“Has the news of Little Caihong’s injury spread around?” Jiangli asked again after hearing Song Wenjun’s response, remaining silent for a second before speaking.
Song Wenjun wiped the corners of her eyes, “Maybe…”
She hadn’t contacted the interest class side, so she wasn’t too sure.
Sister He added, “It should have spread. I saw that the teachers at the interest class reminded the students and parents in the group to be cautious around the stairs. They mentioned they would renovate the stairs to ensure the students’ safety and talked about Little Caihong’s fall. The parents in the group should all know about it.”
Jiangli narrowed her eyes slightly.
Seeing her silent, Song Wenjun felt even more uneasy, “Abbot, is my daughter possessed? You have no idea; just now, she suddenly changed. Her leg bone seemed to be broken by someone. I wanted to help her, but when I looked up, she turned into a ghost…”
Jiangli glanced at her, indifferent, “Didn’t Teacher Song not believe in these things?”
Song Wenjun’s expression immediately froze, feeling too embarrassed to speak.
Seeing this, Wei Qingran cleared his throat to smooth things over, “Abbot, the immediate issue is Little Caihong’s situation. It’s too strange right now; could it really be related to Su Zitong?”
Hearing this, Song Wenjun quickly nodded, shifting Jiangli’s attention.
Jiangli didn’t continue to entangle with Song Wenjun and said flatly, “There’s no evidence yet.”
Song Wenjun: “…”
Feeling like she was hit with another blow.
However…
This time, Jiangli didn’t mean to mock Song Wenjun. She continued, “We can only wait until your piano class starts tonight. I’ll go and take a look; once I see her, everything will be clear.”
Song Wenjun’s heart tightened as she asked, “Do we have to wait until tonight? Will Little Caihong have another accident?”
Jiangli coldly and indifferently said, “With me here, what accident could happen?”
Song Wenjun choked but realized upon thinking carefully, it made sense.
An Amulet given by Jiangli could save Little Caihong.
With her here, there should naturally be no accidents.
Thinking of this, Song Wenjun felt a little relieved.
Wei Qingran glanced at her now-calmed expression and then asked Jiangli, “Abbot, should we go over tonight?”