When Lin Shuyue and the others returned to the hotel, Feng Qinqin immediately found the person in charge of the event to change rooms.
Wang Jiao, the accommodation manager for the Top Ten Young Journalists Selection Conference, is from the capital. She had already gone home from get off work at five in the afternoon. It was only this morning that she learned about He Wanqing from the hotel staff.
Feng Qinqin asked for a room change, and she readily agreed. She then asked Feng Qinqin seriously about He Wanqing's situation: "Did she really choose to leave on her own? Was she not kidnapped?"
He Wanqing came to participate in the selection conference, which was led by the News Department of CCTV.
He Wanqing chose to leave during the selection conference and was involved in the human body sculpture case, which was very detrimental to the smooth convening of their selection conference.
Some journalists who did not receive the invitation, or foreign media with ulterior motives, will use this incident to discredit Chinese journalists.
This is something the Chinese media does not want to see.
"Yes, she left on her own, she's already admitted it." After a night of reflection, Feng Qinqin had finally come to her senses. He Wanqing was a friend; it was over. Thinking about it, all these years of being her friend had been exhausting.
Not only did she have to take care of her body, but she also have to be very careful with her words and actions. Because she has unhealthy parents, she don't even dare to say how good her parents are in front of her.
Her mother made some delicious food for her, and she had to share it with her without irritating her fragile heart.
It's quite uncomfortable.
Wang Jiao set her eyes on Lin Shuyue. She had a deep impression of Lin Shuyue because of her high productivity in the past six months and because she was the first reporter in recent years to directly write about the status of women in her reports and put them into practice.
The anti-domestic violence bill is also being investigated in the capital, and the results are shocking.
"Reporter Lin, is this true?"
"Yes." Lin Shuyue replied.
Wang Jiao frowned and said she understood. Just then, a new reporter came to report, so Wang Jiao asked Lin Shuyue and Feng Qinqin to leave.
Lin Shuyue and Feng Qinqin took the elevator back to their room to pack their things. Their apartment was on the fifth floor. Feng Qinqin moved from room 5502 to 5518. The distance was quite far and they had to turn two corners to see it.
When Feng Qinqin was packing, Lin Shuyue said to her, "Actually, you don't have to move. Even if she comes back later, she won't live with us. The three of them will probably find a new room to live in."
He Xuandu and Gong Sufen were so controlling, and He Wanqing had attempted to escape, so how could they let He Wanqing continue to be free? I'm afraid the supervision will be even stricter, and she might not even be able to continue working.
Feng Qinqin knew this, of course, but she still insisted on changing room: "Let me be frank with you, Shuyue, now, whenever I think about how good He Wanqing and I used to be, I feel extremely disgusted. I'm disgusted from the bottom of my heart."
"I don't want to stay in the same room with her." As soon as Feng Qinqin entered the room, she felt that she couldn't breathe smoothly.
Lin Shuyue understood her feelings, so after she packed her luggage, she helped her take it to room 5518. When they arrived, there were already two people living there. As soon as they came in, they were warmly received.
But they were all very sensible and did not ask questions that would make Feng Qinqin feel embarrassed.
Lin Shuyue was only twenty years old, the youngest among all the people present. She called out sister to them, and the two reporters who were in their twenty-seventeen or twenty-eight, were very happy.
Feng Qinqin saw her trying so hard to attract other people's attention and distract everyone from her. She felt relieved, but also felt extremely sad for her past.
After what happened with He Wanqing, she finally understood what normal friendship was. Friendship is the same as family and love, both are two-way and mutually accommodating.
Her and He Wanqing, it's obviously not.
They were almost done chatting, and seeing that Feng Qinqin had almost packed up, she left.
The two sisters also understood what Lin Shuyue meant. After Lin Shuyue left, they did not ask too much about Feng Qinqin and He Wanqing.
Lin Shuyue returned to her room and took out her phone to send a message to Hang Jiabai. Hang Jiabai was here for training, and his time was relatively freer than when he was in the criminal police team.
Lin Shuyue didn't have to wait long before she received his reply.
Time passes slowly as we talk to each other.
Soon it was noon, and He Wanqing and her parents came back. He Wanqing went into her room alone to pack her things, her eyes red, obviously she had been crying for a long time.
Lin Shuyue ignored her.
He Wanqing packed the personal belongings scattered on the bed into the suitcase. After she finished putting everything away, she glared at Lin Shuyue with red eyes: "It's you, you said something nonsense to Qinqin, and that's why she's so angry, right?"
Although He Wanqing decided to run away, she also guessed that if she ran away, Feng Qinqin, as her best friend, would definitely be troubled by her parents. But so what?
She had already had it so hard, she was already in so much pain, she really couldn't stand the high pressure from her parents. What was wrong with her running away? Besides, wasn't she sent back after failing to escape? Why was Feng Qinqin so angry?
He Wanqing couldn't understand why. She thought friends should understand each other. Feng Qinqin knew how much pain she was in, so couldn't she understand herself?
Lin Shuyue pressed the last button and sent the message to Hang Jiabai, then turned her head to look at He Wanqing. He Wanqing's mother did not come in. She was standing at the door like a door god, but she could not see Lin Shuyue's bed from the position at the door.
"What do you think I'll say to her? Have you ever considered that it's your fault that you two have ended up like this?"
He Wanqing's eyes widened. "I'm wrong? What's wrong with me? She and I have been good sisters for so many years. If you hadn't instigated her, would she have broken up with me?"
He Wanqing didn't like Lin Shuyue from the first day she saw her. One reason was that she was too beautiful, which made He Wanqing, who had been beautiful since she was a child, hostile to her.
Of course, she should show her gentle and soft personality, so she got along with Lin Shuyue as usual. When she first met Lin Shuyue's boyfriend, He Wanqing became even more jealous.
Her father is already looking for a partner for her. She has seen that person and he is ugly, with bulging eyes, teeth that stick out more than the last, and a chin that seems sunken. She has asked someone about it.
Those who knew that man said that he was a person without a jaw.
He Wanqing felt deeply that her fate was unfair. Why did she have such parents? Why couldn't her parents put her interests first like Feng Qinqin did? Why didn't she have a boyfriend like Hang Jiabai?
He is handsome, has a decent job, and seems to come from a well-off family.
When she ran away, she was thinking that it would be great if her parents could cause trouble for Lin Shuyue.
"You still haven't realized your mistake. It seems that you really don't know where you went wrong. Then let me tell you." Lin Shuyue said as she looked at the good and evil radar, which showed that He Wanqing's good and evil value was still 10%.
"Your mother knocked on the door last night with a rolling pin this thick and this long in her hand." Lin Shuyue gestured the thickness and length.
When she heard the word rolling pin, He Wanqing thought of the one at home. It was made by her father for her mother. Her mother had used it for more than 20 years. She usually used it to roll noodles and to beat her when she made mistakes.
He Wanqing shrank subconsciously.
Lin Shuyue keenly noticed her reaction, and a sarcastic smile spread from her eyes to her face: "You should know your parents very well, right? You know what kind of people they are, right? You know how much trouble your irresponsible running away will bring to Feng Qinqin, right? I don't believe you don't know."
Lin Shuyue stood up from the bed. He Wanqing wasn't very tall, only about 1.65 meters in shoes. Lin Shuyue was taller than her. She walked closer to He Wanqing step by step and said, "If she can't find you, your mother will blame Feng Qinqin for your escape. Your parents will be like mosquitoes, clinging to Feng Qinqin and sucking her blood."
"You ran away, which was a relief. Feng Qinqin's second half of life is ruined. Your parents will take out all their frustrations about your unfulfilled expectations on her. Her family is just ordinary people, and it's bad luck for them to go up against a family as shameless as yours."
"Feng Qinqin is so unlucky." After Lin Shuyue finished speaking, she suddenly remembered something: "And your good friend, Mengmeng, her private affairs was exposed, right? Could it be that it was your family who exposed her?"
After Lin Shuyue finished speaking, the more she thought about it, the more she felt it was right. He Wanqing was slow to get a permanent position at the company, and it was too late for her to get famous reports. She was just putting the blame on others.
From their conversation that night, it was clear that Mengmeng was superior to both Feng Qinqin and He Wanqing. Given He Wanqing's personality, how could she not be jealous? How could she not make up a lie in front of her parents about why she didn't get a permanent position while Mengmeng did?
Given the way Gong Sufen and He Xuandu were behaving, could they not speak up for their daughter? Could they allow other children to bully He Wanqing?
He Wanqing's face turned pale at this moment. When Lin Shuyue saw it, she knew that her guess was right.
Lin Shuyue couldn't hold back the sarcastic look on her face anymore. She really wanted to slap He Wanqing in the face: "You are so disgusting."
Since He Wanqing is involved in this matter, the truth of the matter remains to be discussed.
Feng Qinqin arrived at some point, but before she even showed up, He Wanqing was slapped in the face.
Behind her were 5318's two sisters. When Gong Sufen saw Feng Qinqin coming to bully her daughter, she immediately stopped her.
In Gong Sufen's life creed, He Wanqing is her and He Xuandu's personal property. They can beat her, scold her, and train her, but no one else can touch her or bully her.
When Gong Sufen found out that Feng Qinqin had slapped He Wanqing at the Public Security Bureau that morning, she was very angry. On the way back, she swore that she would teach Feng Qinqin, the little bitch, a lesson.
Seeing that Feng Qinqin was not in the room, she was still holding her breath and thinking about how to vent her anger, but Feng Qinqin rushed into the room from the other side and slapped her daughter again.
Gong Sufen was almost mad: "You little bitch, why did you hit Wanqing?"
Gong Sufen rushed into the room angrily but was stopped by her two sisters who came with Feng Qinqin.
"Auntie, I'm telling you something. If you try to hit our Feng Qinqin, I'm going to call the police right away. You came to the hotel last night to cause trouble. You'll be detained for fifteen days." The speaker was a local reporter from the capital. She also stayed at the hotel in order to have more exchanges with other reporters from the same period.
She had a loud voice and called out to many people.
He Xuandu was pretending to be cool in the elevator and didn't follow. Now seeing this, he tried to follow, but before he arrived, he was blocked.
Being a reporter running around the city, one's physical fitness is not bad, if nothing else. He Xuandu is only about 1.7 meters tall. He calls himself a scholar and doesn't exercise at his age. Although he maintains a good figure, it is visibly frail.
He was blocked and had no way out.
Inside the house, Feng Qinqin's eyes were red.
"He Wanqing, you really disgust me. You really disgust me. Do you remember your sophomore year? One night you went out to buy something. When you came back, you ran into a famous stalker homeless man near the school. It was Mengmeng who covered for you and let you go first."
"If she hadn't run to a store that wasn't closed yet, you know what would have happened to her, don't you? Aren't you grateful to her? When you were in school, some people were mean and often made fun of you. Have you forgotten who stood in front of you and defended you?"
"It was Mengmeng and me! Do you remember that year when you lost all your money? Not a cent left. Mengmeng's family is poorer than yours, and mine is poorer too. So we had to drink water and eat steamed buns, and I gave you my pocket money. That's how you survived that month!"
"When you were lying to your parents, did you ever think about this? Did you ever think about the huge impact your actions would have on us? Mengmeng just left the job she loved. Can't you see the consequences? You want to make me like Mengmeng, so that no one close to you would compete with you anymore, and you'd be happy, right?"
"Maybe we're not the first victims, nor will we be the last? No wonder you didn't have any friends before. Your good friends had all gone through the cycle of being insulted and reported by your parents. That's why you only have Mengmeng and me in college. Right?"
"He Wanqing, the more I think about you, the more disgusting you make me feel. When you were telling lies to your parents, where did you put us? We consider you a good friend, but what do you think of us?" Thinking of how Xia Mengmeng and she had taken care of He Wanqing since college, she smiled uncomfortably: "You think of us as servants, don't you?"
"I thought you were affectionate and loyal. Even after Mengmeng got into trouble, you still visited her. Now I think you're just a weasel visiting a chicken for the New Year. You have no good intentions. You didn't visit her at all, you came to laugh at her, didn't you?"
"Don't you think that she was better than you in professional courses in school, and she was also a better person than you after joining the newspaper, but now she has become a person who dares not even leave the room. You feel refreshed when you see this, right?" To this day, Feng Qinqin did not hesitate to speculate about her with the greatest malice.
"What about me in the future? If you run away, your parents will definitely not let me go. When I have been harmed enough by your parents, and you have healed the pain in your heart, you will come back, right? Then you will have a great reconciliation with your parents. As for me, I will be like a wronged child, and I deserve to have my life ruined by your family, right?" Feng Qinqin roared the last sentence.
She said this at the spur of the moment, but Feng Qinqin felt that if He Wanqing really ran away, what she said now would seem to have come true.
He Wanqing stared at Feng Qinqin blankly, as if she didn't recognize her anymore: "I'm not, I didn't, Qinqin, why do you think of me like that!!"
Judging from the hurt expression on her face, if you didn't know her, you would think she had suffered a lot of persecution.
Lin Shuyue reached into her pocket and pulled out a nightmare talisman. This talisman was bought from the mall by Lin Shuyue at a cost of 200 points, and it lasted a lifetime.
The function is similar to the Realm of Reincarnation, but also different. The Realm of Reincarnation is reincarnation from life to life, while the Nightmare Talisman means that as long as you dream, you will have a nightmare, and nightmares can be compiled.
Lin Shuyue directly arranged the life of Feng Qinqin, the big villain that she saw last night, for He Wanqing.
Didn't she feel that she was the most wronged person in the world? Didn't she feel that her running away would not have much impact on Feng Qinqin?
Then let her be a "Feng Qinqin" and let her experience the pain of being a big victim.
The spell took effect and dissipated like starlight in Lin Shuyue's hand. Feng Qinqin stiffened her neck and looked at He Wanqing. No one noticed the light spots floating towards He Wanqing.
The security guard came up again and He Wanqing and her family of three were asked to leave. Wang Jiao, who was in charge of accommodation for the selection conference, came and handed a notice directly to He Wanqing.
When He Wanqing saw this, her expression changed drastically. She spoke softly, her red eyes looking at her in a way that made people feel particularly surprised: "Sister Jiaojiao..."
He Wanqing and Feng Qinqin arrived early, and they both went to get close to Wang Jiao every day. Although Feng Qinqin was carefree and easygoing, she didn't dare to call Wang Jiao "Sister Jiaojiao". The name "Sister Jiaojiao" was brought up by He Wanqing.
Wang Jiao had never been called Sister Jiaojiao except by relatives, and she found it quite novel at the time. She was very kind to He Wanqing and Feng Qinqin. Sometimes when He Wanqing and Feng Qinqin were at her place and someone came to report, she would casually share some information.
It was Wang Jiao who told them that Brother Peng was a member of the National Writers Association.
In the past, when He Wanqing called Wang Jiao "Sister Jiaojiao", Wang Jiao would greet her with a smile, but today, she couldn't smile.
He Wanqing's plan to run away from home before the selection process even began had already been reported to the station. Their director called today, extremely angry. You know, this year's Young Journalists Selection Conference is incredibly significant and different from previous years.
Those who are able to come here have all undergone strict screening, and they will all become pillars of the journalism industry in the future.
There must not be any black sheep like He Wanqing in this batch.
What's more, there were many people watching the fun last night, and they wrote reports and sent them back today. Because it involves the selection process among the journalists' conference, the phones of their station are now flooded with calls.
"Reporter He, pack up your things and go home. You're not qualified for the Top Ten Young Journalists based on what you're doing right now."
After Wang Jiao finished speaking, she left.
He Wanqing's face was filled with embarrassment. She felt as if the gazes from behind her were like thorns piercing her back, making her extremely uncomfortable.
This was the first time in her life that she had lost face so terribly.
He Xuandu pulled the slightly wrinkled paper from her hand, and his face turned pale after reading the contents clearly.
Gong Sufen couldn't read and was extremely anxious: "Wanqing's father, what's written on this?"
He Wanqing has been an excellent student since childhood. Although she is not very outstanding after entering the society, she can be considered to be decent.
He Wanqing's participation in the selection of the top ten young journalists made He Xuandu very proud in the unit. Even the relative he had his eyes on expressed his satisfaction with this matter.
Now that He Wanqing has been withdrawn from the competition due to personal reasons, the reporters behind her will definitely report the reasons for He Wanqing's withdrawal like mad dogs smelling something, and her marriage may be in jeopardy.
Thinking that all his efforts over the past twenty years were going to go to waste, He Xuandu bit his cheek, and the masseter muscles on his cheek bulged out.
He slapped He Wanqing in the face with his backhand: "You shameless thing. You're more likely to cause trouble than to help. You've messed up everything!"
His posture was very skillful, and it was obvious that he had beaten people many times at home. The fierce Gong Sufen didn't dare to ask any more questions. She was also afraid that He Xuandu would slap her in the face.
The corner of He Wanqing's mouth was broken. She reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth. She didn't dare to look back and took the elevator downstairs.
As the family of three left, Liu Xiaoping, the Beijing native who had stopped Gong Sufen, asked Feng Qinqin, "He Wanqing's father is such a bad father, isn't he? He even beats his own daughter."
Feng Qinqin's eyes were complicated. "He beat her. He's been determined to raise He Wanqing into a lady from a noble family since she was little. If He Wanqing does anything that doesn't align with his wishes, he'll beat her. He Wanqing's mother won't try to dissuade him, she'll just join in the beating. That rolling pin last night was the weapon her mother used to beat her."
"She has never had much freedom since she was little. Sometimes when she goes to the toilet, her mother has to follow her and limit the time she can spend there."
All the reporters present knew that when Gong Sufen came to cause trouble for Feng Qinqin last night, she brought a rolling pin from home.
They have discussed this matter privately.
Liu Xiaoping tutted his words. "This couple really don't treat their daughter as a human being. They're like perverts, with such a strong desire for control. It's true that even the most hateful people have their pitiful side."
Another sister, Zhao Qiqi, said nearby, "That's right. But just because someone is pitiful doesn't mean they should hurt others. It's not surprising that she wants to escape from her controlling parents. On the contrary, I support her."
"As a great national figure has said, where there is oppression there is resistance. But she used the wrong method. She ran during the selection meeting, and Qinqin was with her while she ran. This might not have been without her intention to divert her parents' attention to Qinqin."
"That's right. With the control this couple has, they can't let Feng Qinqin go if the product they have cultivated for many years and is about to be cashed in is lost? You can tell from their attitude last night that it's impossible. They want to beat Qinqin up as soon as they show up here. They are very fierce." The two of them didn't hide it from Feng Qinqin and started talking directly in the corridor.
They would say this in this place, and it also has a bit of reminder to Feng Qinqin. It's good for a girl to be soft-hearted, but she shouldn't be too soft-hearted. A girl who is too soft-hearted is easy to be bullied.
Feng Qinqin was not an ungrateful person. She thanked sisters Liu and Zhao gratefully.
"Why don't she just criticize her own parents? He Wanqing is not a good person either. She looks calm and composed on the outside, but she's actually a master at stirring up trouble. You don't know how far away you live. Last night, He Wanqing's mother came over and started scolding Qinqin."
"Her mother confronted her at that time, and He Wanqing said a lot of lies about Qinqin." An insider who lived nearby told Liu and Zhao.
Standing in the hotel corridor, they discussed the relationship between Feng Qinqin and He Wanqing, and the relationship between children and parents today. They even brought out their notebooks and searched for information on the spot.
Feng Qinqin and Lin Shuyue also joined them. They didn't say anything, just listened quietly at the side.
The discussion didn't end until dinner time.
Now Lin Shuyue was the only one in the room. She lay on the bed, found the most comfortable position, and began to read about Liu Chongsen's life.
She was really curious why Liu Chongsen named the sculpture of Shi Muyuan the Goddess of My Dream.
Why did he kill his wife, son and brother-in-law, and were there any other victims besides them?