Chapter 123: The Deterrence Of The Truth Talisman
The news that the two little guests almost caused a death quickly spread through the film crew. When Feng Langqing arrived, Jiang Xinxin was soaking wet, lying in Jiang Chuyun’s arms and crying loudly.
Meng Juanjuan, who had just woken up, sat silently to one side without saying a word. Tang Tang was wrapping her own jacket around her, gently comforting her emotions.
Feng Langqing first looked around the riverside but didn’t see any trace of Nan Yuanman. His face darkened as he asked, “Where is Perfection? Where is she?”
Before the staff could speak, Jiang Chuyun angrily said, “Where else could she be? She did something bad, felt guilty and scared, and ran away! She’s exactly like her mother! So young and yet so malicious, a born bad seed!”
Feng Langqing was worried about Nan Yuanman, but he knew she wasn’t an ordinary child. Even if she really fell into the water, she could be safe.
He suppressed his inner anxiety and worry, his gaze cold: “Jiang Chuyun, watch your mouth. Perfection isn’t the kind of child who would do bad things! Besides, this is by the riverside…”
Feng Langqing looked at Jiang Xinxin, who was sobbing in Jiang Chuyun’s arms without showing her face to him, full of suspicion: “Maybe it was your niece who pushed Perfection into the river, and she’s turning the tables after doing something bad?”
“After all, she isn’t doing this for the first time. Who the real born bad seed is remains to be seen!”
Jiang Xinxin closed her eyes and cried loudly, suppressing her guilt as she retorted to him: “I didn’t! I didn’t! It was Nan Yuanman! It was Nan Yuanman who pushed me into the river!”
“Where’s the evidence? Without evidence, how can you arbitrarily convict Perfection?” Feng Langqing’s gaze was deep: “Besides… I passed by the riverside just now when I went to find Old Master Hu, but I didn’t see you there.”
When Feng Langqing passed by the riverside earlier, Nan Yuanman was still fighting with Fox Great Immortal, and this side was shrouded in Fox Great Immortal’s malevolent qi. He truly didn’t see Jiang Xinxin and Meng Juanjuan lying by the riverside.
Now that Fox Great Immortal had perished, Grandpa Hu had died, and the malevolent qi had dissipated, the previously obscured scene was revealed, which was then seen by Jiang Chuyun, who was also looking for Jiang Xinxin.
Jiang Chuyun’s face grew even darker, thinking he was lying: “Feng Langqing, do you really need to lie to protect Nan Yuanman? Xin Xin is a big person lying by the riverside, and there’s a child next to her. Are you blind and couldn’t see them?”
Jiang Xinxin harbored dark hatred in her heart and pointed at the dazed Meng Juanjuan: “Who says I have no evidence? Juan Juan, Sister Juan Juan saw it all!”
Her eyes darkly contained a warning as she looked at Meng Juanjuan: “Sister Juan Juan saw Nan Yuanman push me into the river! Right! Sister Juan Juan!”
Meng Juanjuan was still in a daze, feeling cold all over and not reacting. Her mouth opened slightly and then closed, looking as if she was agreeing with what Jiang Xinxin said.
Jiang Xinxin immediately felt triumphant. She didn’t know why Nan Yuanman had suddenly disappeared, but with her not here, it was perfect for her to splash dirty water.
By then, even if Nan Yuanman appeared and told them the truth, it wouldn’t matter.
These adults would only believe what they saw themselves.
And here, there happened to be no surveillance camera…
The program group’s staff couldn’t help whispering: “That child Perfection seemed pretty good before? How could she be like this…”
“Sigh, some children are just born bad seeds. She just pretended better.”
“You really can’t judge a book by its cover. I wouldn’t dare get close to a child like that…”
Jiang Chuyun also said mockingly, “Feng Langqing, what do you have to say now? I admit Xin Xin did something wrong before, but did Nan Yuanman have to try to kill her?”
He was really foolish, blinded by Nan Yuanman’s pretended obedience, almost believing she was different from her mother.
Feng Langqing’s face was gloomy. Just as he was about to speak, a black shadow flashed by, and a short, chubby figure abruptly fell from mid-air, splatting onto the ground.
“Ouch! My butt hurts so much!” Nan Yuanman grimaced, clutching her little butt as she sat up. Her steamed bun face scrunched up in pain.
The program group’s staff on site: “!!!” Damn, what did they just see?!
Nan Yuanman appeared out of thin air??
Jiang Chuyun: “???”
Jiang Xinxin: “?!”
Feng Langqing: “!”
He looked pleasantly surprised: “Perfection!”
Feng Langqing strode forward and picked her up from the ground, looking her up and down: “Where did you go just now? Where did you come from?”
Nan Yuanman sighed like a little adult: “This is a long story. I just went to fight a monster.”
After she spoke, she suddenly realized that many uncles and aunts from the program group were standing around.
The little girl immediately felt flustered and blinked innocently at the shocked uncles and aunts: “Uncles and aunts, what are you doing here? Are you here to pick flowers too?”
The program group’s staff on site were still stunned by her sudden appearance and hadn’t recovered. After confirming Nan Yuanman wasn’t injured, Feng Langqing briefly explained the situation to her in a few words.
Then, he asked seriously: “Perfection, did you push her?”
Nan Yuanman shook her head: “I didn’t push her.”
She paused slightly, glanced at the pale-faced Meng Juanjuan, and slightly embellished the truth: “She pushed me, lost her footing, and fell in herself.”
“You’re lying!” Jiang Xinxin felt guilty and panicked, shouting at Nan Yuanman and trying to raise her voice, as if that could prove she was telling the truth: “You clearly pushed me in!”
She turned her head, looking aggrieved and sad as she grabbed Jiang Chuyun’s clothes: “Third Uncle, what I said is true. It was really Nan Yuanman who pushed me into the river. She really wanted to kill me. Can we not let her stay to continue recording the program?”
Jiang Chuyun recovered from the shock of Nan Yuanman’s sudden appearance and frowned at her: “Perfection, you…”
Before he could finish, Feng Langqing raised his distinct-knuckled hand and interrupted him: “Alright, I understand. Let’s call the police.”
Holding Nan Yuanman, he looked down coldly at Jiang Xinxin, whose body stiffened upon hearing him say to call the police: “Whether Perfection did it or not, the police can investigate by checking footprints and fingerprints at the riverside.”
“If it really was Perfection who did it, there should be Perfection’s fingerprints left on the back of this jacket of yours, right?”
“Similarly, if it was you who pushed her as Perfection said, there would be your fingerprints on the back of her jacket.”
“We’re all talking our own truths. Let’s simply call the police and let them investigate to prove who is really innocent.”
Feng Langqing lowered his voice to scare her: “Once the police investigate who did it, they’ll arrest her and throw her in prison!”
What children fear most are police and doctors, ranking first.
When Jiang Xinxin heard Feng Langqing say to call the police, she panicked completely, especially when he mentioned extracting fingerprints—her heart raced even more. She shrieked, “No, no! I don’t want to call the police!”
“No police? So you’re feeling guilty?” Feng Langqing sneered while holding his mobile phone, staring at her sharply.
The still young Jiang Xinxin couldn’t withstand Feng Langqing’s piercing gaze. She broke down crying loudly, her face deathly pale as she turned and buried herself in Jiang Chuyun’s arms, treating him as her only lifesaver straw.
“Third Uncle, I don’t want to be on TV anymore. I want to go home, I want to go home, waaah!!!”
When Jiang Xinxin refused the police, Jiang Chuyun had a bad premonition rise in his heart. Holding the soaking wet Jiang Xinxin, he pursed his lips and looked at Nan Yuanman, unable to speak for a moment.
The program group’s staff recovered from their shock and, seeing Jiang Xinxin’s attitude of resisting the police, slowly sensed something wrong. The looks they gave her carried a hint of contempt.
Feng Langqing held the child in one arm and looked mockingly at Jiang Chuyun: “What’s this? Jiang Chuyun, Young Master Jiang, do you also refuse to call the police?”
Nan Yuanman pulled out a talisman from her shoulder bag, saying in a childish voice: “No need to trouble Police Uncle. One truth talisman will do it.”
“Jiang Xinxin.” Nan Yuanman looked at her: “I dare to answer all their questions with the truth talisman stuck on. Do you dare?”
