Shen Mianmian didn’t know what method He Nan had used, but he managed to separate her household registration from Shen Jianhua’s. She was now an independent head of household, which meant that she had truly severed ties with Shen Jianhua, and Shen Jianhua could no longer restrain her.
She hugged her hukou booklet happily, and even Li Shiping was infected by her laughter.
While they were all in high spirits, a sudden knock sounded from outside. Shen Mianmian’s laughter stopped abruptly—who could be knocking at the door this late at night?
"I’ll go open the door." Xiaocui ran to the door and peered through the peephole. Her expression changed immediately, and she hesitated over whether to open it or not, "It seems like it’s the brother-in-law outside."
"Sister Shiping, you go back to your room! Lock the door, and don’t open it unless we call for you," Shen Mianmian feared that once Wan Dongcheng entered, he would shamelessly drag Li Shiping into a commotion again.
"Okay," Li Shiping didn’t want to face Wan Dongcheng either. She was not worried about anything happening to Shen Mianmian with He Nan there, so she turned around, entered the room, and sat down on the bed after closing the door.
The child was sleeping soundly on the bed. She touched the child’s hair and suddenly felt a surge of sourness in her heart; she had given birth to her, yet she couldn’t provide her with a happy and good environment to grow up in.
Seeing that Li Shiping had closed her door, He Nan signaled Xiaocui to open the door. Xiaocui had just opened the door a crack when Wan Dongcheng squeezed in, his face anxious as he asked.
"Shen Mianmian, where did you take Shiping?" As he spoke, he saw He Nan standing beside Shen Mianmian, his face changed, and he immediately panicked.
He had miscalculated, never expecting that He Nan would still be here so late at night.
Shen Mianmian was just about to retort when she saw Li Julin and his family of three enter. She was startled, "Uncle Li, Auntie Xiu, what brings you..."
Uncertain if they knew the truth, Shen Mianmian didn’t know what to say for a moment and instinctively looked at He Nan.
Li Julin and Xiu Min were also surprised to see He Nan, but Li Yue was more composed, "Brother Nan."
He Nan glanced at him as if to acknowledge him, then turned to Li Julin, "Uncle Li, please, take a seat to talk."
Li Julin nodded and walked toward the sofa. However, Xiu Min, concerned, asked Shen Mianmian, "Mianmian, is Shiping here?"
"Auntie Xiu, don’t worry, the baby is asleep, and Sister Shiping is in the room with the child."
After she spoke, Li Shiping, hearing the noise, opened her door and walked out, "Dad, Mom, Xiaoyue." She didn’t even glance at Wan Dongcheng.
Upon seeing Li Shiping, the three let out a sigh of relief, but they also noticed that something was off between Li Shiping and Wan Dongcheng.
With everyone gathered, they all decided to sit on the sofa to clear things up. Xiaocui, intimidated by the oppressive atmosphere, hardly dared to breathe and just busied herself serving tea and water back and forth.
Cold sweat broke out on Wan Dongcheng’s forehead; he didn’t dare to speak first, and his heart was in torment.
Li Julin’s pretext for the visit was to inquire about the theft of money that Shen Mianmian was accused of, so he didn’t mention anything about his daughter’s situation and turned his gaze to Shen Mianmian, asking in a stern voice, "Mianmian, I heard you stole money from home—what do you have to say about this?"
Concerning academic achievements, Li Julin harbored not the slightest doubt about Shen Mianmian’s abilities, as he knew them better than anyone.
"Uncle Li, the person who said this—he’s in this room, right?" Shen Mianmian glanced at Wan Dongcheng and then explained, "Uncle Li, it’s true that when I left home, I did take some money..."
She had barely gotten halfway through her sentence when Wan Dongcheng interrupted her excitedly, "Dad, see? I didn’t lie, right? She really did steal the money from home." ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝~𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖~𝕟𝕖𝕥