Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 570 - 147 This Matter Finally Comes to a Close

Literary writers always like to portray "watching for dawn in the darkness" as a particularly beautiful and romantic scene.

But if you’re in the wilderness on a hot summer night, being feasted on by mosquitoes all night long, it’s not beautiful at all.

Wang Yunxiao had stayed up all night, thinking about many things, but most of all, about Li Mumu.

There’s an old saying in ancient medical texts, "There is no cure for those who are mentally depleted."

Li Mumu’s mental state was indeed very worrying.

Mental illness as a family heritage, even in later generations, seems to have no cure.

The thought that such a nice girl might one day become a drooling mental patient, defecating and urinating wherever, her mouth twisted and her eyes askew, weighed heavily on Wang Yunxiao’s heart.

But her family was rich, so even if she ended up bedridden and unable to care for herself, it was none of a poor loser’s business.

And then there was the Shen Family, those damn wealthy households...

This time he had really offended the Shen Family, and they clearly weren’t the kind to turn the other cheek.

If he couldn’t crush them, his own future might not be so bright.

What was the Special Service Bureau’s attitude now?

Wang Yunxiao couldn’t be sure, which left him feeling somewhat uneasy.

His brothers were growing up and would have their own ideas; he, as the eldest brother, couldn’t take care of them for life. What he thought was good for them, they might not see the same way.

Dumpling was the first, Guozi was the second, and there would definitely be more to come. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

So it’s no wonder Teacher Liu would say once you reach that level, you can be pulled up to fill the ranks, no need to invest more educational resources.

Some move forward, some retreat, some hesitate—there’s no absolute fairness in this world. People are always divided into different classes in various ways.

It was not yet four o’clock, and it was already light, with birds chirping in the forest.

The distant rumble of truck engines could be faintly heard.

......

Li Mumu lay on a mountain of pharmaceutical packaging boxes, lifeless, not wanting to move.

"Even though I’m rich now, I’m not happy."

"Is it the psychological pressure of money?"

Wendy sipped her homemade drink, curled up with her teacup on the sofa.

Leaving aside the psychological pressure, the physical pressure was very real.

Ever since she returned home, the "trash" in Dreamland for Children had been piling up more and more. It started with various traditional ceremonial vessels she had bought, then bundles and bundles of Nether Banknotes, and now box after box of pharmaceuticals.

And with her lazy personality, one who wouldn’t clean her room unless she was on her deathbed, Dreamland for Children had turned into a complete mess.

She didn’t think there was any problem, but she wondered if other members of the Freud Family would have a heart attack when using Dreamland for Children.

"Of course it’s not about money, I don’t like money; to me, it’s just a number."

Li Mumu, with wealth, spoke with confidence.

"I am thinking about a very serious issue; in the past, I have relied too much on the protection of the Guiding Bodhisattva."

Two consecutive call transfers gave Li Mumu an inexplicable sense of crisis.

The Guiding Bodhisattva was not her real mother and wouldn’t respond to her summons anytime and anywhere.

It was truly regrettable.

"Actually, I think you really don’t need to overly rely on deities," Wendy sincerely advised. "Right now, your greatest life ambition is to craft a persona of an heiress and, like a naïve and sweet girl, fully enjoy your youthful campus life. As long as you don’t actively seek death, why should you care whether the gods favor you or not?"

"Enjoy life, live in the moment." That was Wendy’s own attitude towards life.

Li Mumu knew she was right; she really didn’t want to get involved in these inexplicable whirlpools. But how did starting with a simple visit to a patient lead to being chased and hacked at in the street?

"I think I was used."

After witnessing the Special Service Bureau’s efficient handling, Li Mumu finally realized that she wasn’t the protagonist, just a bystander in this stage drama. She had played a conveniently appropriate role at the right time, nothing more.

Being used never felt good, but seeing as she had gained quite a few benefits this time, Li Mumu decided to be magnanimous and forgive them, not stooping to their level.

The tactics of the high-ranking bigwigs were too deep, not to be trifled with.

Better to go back to school and fool around with the simpletons.

......

"We really can’t find it, I clearly saw Miss put it there, and she didn’t take it with her when she left..."

"Alright, Master, I know, I know, I will keep looking..."

After hanging up the phone, the woman instinctively wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

"What are you looking for?"

A sudden voice from behind startled her, causing her to shiver and quickly turn around.

Sitting on the windowsill with a teacup in hand, Eldest Miss Cheng looked calmly at the woman before her.

"Cheng... Eldest Miss Cheng?"

Auntie Yun’s face stiffened as she instinctively bowed, managing a forced smile: "When did you come back?"

"Ah... that’s not important," Cheng Xuefei inquired curiously.

"It’s nothing, it’s just that..."

Auntie Yun stammered, "The Imperial Jade Seal collected by the Third Miss is missing; I’ve been unable to find it..."

"Shen Qingxi’s body isn’t even cold yet, and you all are starting to seize her possessions?"

"What you’re saying... How can this be considered seizing possessions?"

Auntie Yun quickly gestured with her hands: "This is a Divine Artifact of the nation, the Master has repeatedly instructed that it must be well taken care of. Now that the Third Miss has had an accident, I’m worried that criminals might covet it..."

At this point, her gaze involuntarily shifted towards Cheng Xuefei.

"Do you suspect me of being a thief?"

"No, not at all! Please don’t say that!"

Although that was exactly what she thought, she couldn’t possibly say it out loud.

The friends Shen Qingxi had invited from Jishan Academy were all highly rich or noble, with each one’s family background not much different from the Shen Family’s—coming from noble families that had risen after the establishment of the new government.

All were descendants of Direct Line families who had followed the President to overthrow the old Imperial Court through many battles, north and south.

To put it bluntly, any young lord or lady among them could take away the Imperial Jade Seal outright, with no need to steal. That was also why they were trusted to protect the Jade Seal.

Now with Shen Qingxi’s untimely death on the streets, this invisible bond of connections was on the verge of collapsing. If the Shen Family loses the Jade Seal and then loudly questions the integrity of other families’ children, that would force the other families to distance themselves from the Shen Family.

A decorated sedan is lifted by the people, and no one likes a troublemaker.