Chapter 5: Some People Are Not Human

Su Hong was speechless, able to do nothing but keep bringing up money.

Little did she know, it was this very action that caused her words to lose credibility in the eyes of the crowd.

Only someone with a guilty conscience would be afraid to argue back. If she could fabricate lies even about a matter concerning a young girl's reputation, how much truth was there in her other words?

"I was wondering why my aunt came to the house to make a scene a few days ago; it turns out she was eyeing the compensation money my parents left me.

But Auntie, I cannot agree to your demands. That money was exchanged for my parents' lives; it cannot be wasted by my cousin. If you want it, that's fine, but you must find someone to act as a guarantor and sign an IOU, otherwise, I won't feel at ease."

"You brat, we're all family, why bother with an IOU? Besides, when we came that day, weren't we driven out by you? My arm still hurts from it."

"Sister, you're in the wrong here. Even between close brothers, accounts should be kept clear. What's wrong with signing an IOU?

The girl is just giving herself a guarantee. If you can repay it in full, the guarantee won't take effect, so why not sign?

And you're even slandering the girl for hitting you? All three of you are much sturdier than her; do you think we can't tell?"

At this point, Su Xingmian had completely won the hearts of the people.

Su Xingmian waved her sleeve, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

She was someone who made a living through acting; Su Hong's meager attempts wouldn't be enough to ruin her career.

"Everything I said is true."

Su Hong defended herself pale-faced, but in her heart, she was cursing that the audience she had carefully gathered wasn't following the script she had set, but had instead defected to Su Xingmian's side.

"Liar, using the sympathy of the elderly to snatch money, truly shameless."

Everyone knew how harmful high-interest loans could be; no one could bear to watch a young girl, roughly the same age as their own grandchildren, be dragged down by such unscrupulous relatives.

"Little girl, go home first. Grandma has already called the security guards for you. People who come here to cause trouble like them won't be allowed into our community in the future."

Toward Su Xingmian, the elderly woman had a completely different attitude, being as kind as could be.

"Thank you, Grandma, thank you! Sorry for making you all watch such a spectacle." Su Xingmian bowed deeply.

Using public opinion wasn't her intention, but she was still grateful to these people who were willing to speak up and help.

The security guards arrived very quickly, dragging the family of three straight out.

As the farce came to an end, Su Xingmian returned home and, without even tidying up her things, dialed Liang Yin's number.

"Sister Yin, the company provides accommodation for artists, right?"

This was from the original host's memory; Liang Yin had mentioned it when they signed the contract.

It was just that back then, she had a home here and loving parents, so she had declined.

"Yes, do you want to apply?"

"Mhm."

Liang Yin was a woman of action. As soon as the call ended, she submitted the application for Su Xingmian.

However, the results wouldn't come out that same day; the company had to have a vacant room that matched her status.

That night, Su Xingmian exercised, washed up, and went to bed early as usual.

Only today, she dreamed again.

She dreamed that Sheng Jue had erected a monument for her, with the words "My Life's Greatest Love" carved upon it. He was kneeling by the grave, unshaven, still wearing those white clothes, but they were wrinkled and no longer as neat as before. Those eyes, which were always indifferent and detached as if devoid of emotion, were now filled with profound grief.

Su Xingmian reached out, wanting to smooth the sorrow between his brows, but her nose and mouth were suddenly covered.

She instinctively held her breath, snapped her eyes open, and reflexively threw a punch at the person in front of her.

The person let go in pain, and Su Xingmian performed a spring-like movement, jumping off the bed.

Only then did she realize that her bedroom window was wide open, a climbing rope was hanging from the edge of the bed, and two men were standing in her room.

Both men were stunned.

Hadn't they heard that the adults in this house were dead and only a young girl who had just graduated was left?

They had only come because they heard the girl was beautiful and wealthy; no one had told them she was a Jade-Faced Rakshasa.

That punch had been bone-deep and agonizing. Their large builds were a joke at this moment; they had no strength to fight back at all.

1V2, Su Xingmian won hands down!

She patted her hands, grabbed the climbing rope by the window, tied the two of them up tightly, and immediately made a call to the police.

Afterward, she also called Liang Yin.

This was something Liang Yin had strictly instructed her on: all major matters related to the media, police, or romantic relationships must be reported.

Liang Yin arrived shortly after the police. By then, the two men had already been dragged down from the third floor by Su Xingmian.

They had taken a beating, and their buttocks were throbbing from the descent. Seeing the police was like seeing saviors; they were so (painfully) moved that their eyes were filled with tears.

"Miss Su, we understand the general situation. Please come with us to the police station to complete a statement."

After hearing the sequence of events, a young policeman spoke.

"That is only right."

Su Xingmian expressed her understanding.

Who would have thought that without Su Xingmian watching over them, once these two reached the police station, they would immediately change their testimony.

"Officer, please be reasonable. That brat hit people; why aren't you arresting her? Why are you arresting me?"

"Confess your problem honestly and stop talking nonsense. What exactly were you doing climbing over someone's wall in the middle of the night?"

The young officer's eyebrows shot up as he asked angrily.

"I... I just wanted to steal something."

"Stealing something requires climbing to the third floor? Did you never think about what would happen if you fell?"

"Oh, right. If I had known, I would have entered through the front door."

The man muttered under his breath, but because the interrogation room was small, everyone heard him clearly. The angry policeman slammed the table hard.

The nature of burglary is different from the nature of attempted misconduct. Since they stubbornly refused to admit it, the police were helpless without physical evidence.

Two policemen came out of the interrogation room and happened to run into colleagues interrogating the other man. The group exchanged looks and shook their heads one after another.

"Those two have records in this area. They have ties to organized crime. You might want to ask that girl if she has offended anyone and investigate along those lines."

It was an older officer who gave them the tip.

Su Xingmian had just finished her statement and come out. Hearing their words, she thought calmly.

"I haven't offended anyone, but my cousin owes money. They even came to the house this afternoon to borrow money, and I didn't give it to them."

Aside from these leeches, she couldn't think of any other possibility. However, before leaving, she had given the cloth they used to cover her mouth to the police.

As they left the police station, a light drizzle began to fall from the sky. Su Xingmian pulled her knitted cardigan closer, curled up in the car, buried her head low, and said in a muffled voice, "Sister Yin, help me find a suitable agent to sell that apartment."

Her voice sounded somewhat lonely, perhaps influenced by the original host's emotions.

Those people never intended to let her go. If she hadn't known martial arts, one could only imagine what would have happened tonight.

Liang Yin was used to the girl being bright and smiling every day. Seeing her suddenly despondent made her heart feel heavy and uneasy.

(End of Chapter)