Wang Li said through her tears, "I didn’t help that animal! But... it’s all my fault. I was feeling sick that day, my stomach hurt. Xiao Hong came to bring me some brown sugar. She said, ’Sis, if you drink some brown sugar water, your stomach will feel a little better.’ The pain got so bad I just wanted to sleep, so I told her to go home. I fell asleep after that, but I never imagined... Xiao Hong never actually left. She stayed to watch over me, waiting until I fell asleep to leave. But before she even made it out the door, she ran into a drunk Feng Dayong!"

Feng Dayong had already been lusting after the young and beautiful Xiao Hong. With alcohol fueling his courage, he grew even bolder, covering Xiao Hong’s mouth and forcing himself on her.

Xiao Hong struggled with all her might, resisting to the death, but it ended in tragedy.

Wang Li, already feeling unwell, was sleeping fitfully and having nightmares. But a sound jolted her awake. She vaguely heard her cousin’s cries and rushed out, only to witness a living nightmare she would never be able to forget.

Her wonderful cousin... strangled to death by Feng Dayong, just like that!

"At that moment, my first instinct was to go call the police. But Feng Dayong told me if I dared to report him, he wouldn’t just kill me—he’d kill my entire family, and my cousin’s family, too..."

Wang Li covered her face, sobbing wretchedly. She wasn’t afraid to die, but her family... they were all innocent.

Afterward, Feng Dayong buried Xiao Hong’s body in the backyard—an incredibly brazen act.

He pointed to the mound of earth under the jujube tree and threatened Wang Li: if she dared breathe a single word, he would kill her whole family and bury them in that very spot.

And so, terrified that Feng Dayong would retaliate, Wang Li hadn’t dared to say a word.

Qin Jiao’s heart grew heavy as she listened, and a chill spread through her palms.

Shen Yi, who was sitting beside her, reached out and took her hand.

Shen Yi’s hand was large and warm, and its touch managed to dispel some of the profound, chilling sorrow that had begun to well up inside Qin Jiao.

Qin Jiao said to Wang Li, "Do you want Feng Dayong to die? If you do, then you need to go to the police and tell them exactly what you just told us. And tell them about every other terrible thing you know he’s done. You and your family will only be truly safe once he’s sentenced to death. Do you understand?"

Wang Li’s head snapped up. "He... he can get the death penalty?"

"Yes. Report every evil thing he’s done, including murdering your cousin. It would be even better if you could find some evidence. Then Feng Dayong will undoubtedly get a death sentence! However, by doing this, you’ll also be charged with a crime, since you concealed the murder. But don’t worry, your own sentence won’t be too heavy."

Wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, Wang Li’s expression suddenly hardened with resolve. "I don’t care if I get a few years in prison. I was already thinking of taking that bastard down with me! As long as I can get revenge for Xiao Hong and protect my family, I’ll report him! I’m going right now!"

Wang Li hadn’t known before that reporting these crimes could lead to a death sentence for Feng Dayong. After all, with only a few days of elementary school under her belt, she was ignorant of such matters.

So, after she went to the police station and the officers confirmed that Qin Jiao was right, she told them everything she knew about what Feng Dayong had done.

Feng Dayong’s death sentence was now a sure thing!

However, Wang Li was implicated as well and was formally taken into custody.

As Qin Jiao and Shen Yi walked out of the police station, she was weighed down by a heavy heart. She didn’t say a word for a long time, and Shen Yi simply walked beside her in silence.

And just like that, they ran right into Chen Feng. The three of them stopped, their eyes locked.