Chapter 1: Poor life

"I am not a thief!"
In the bedroom of the welfare home, a nine-year-old girl faced the doubts of the people and her eyes were red. She has a pair of big eyes with watery eyes, and she is beautiful and beautiful. However, the whole person is somewhat thin because of the imbalance of nutrition.
Seeing that everyone looked at her with a contemptuous and disdainful look, she grievances and choked:
"That Yu Pei was originally, it was mine!... I, I am not a thief! That is what my mother left for me!"
"Then what you mean, is that I stole your stuff?!" Standing opposite her, she was a girl of her age. She licked her head and gave her a cold look, and smiled innocently.
Compared with her, this girl looks sweet and proud, like a little princess with a high height, and she is a favorite.
Her voice just fell, and the children around me immediately stood up and maintained.
"You are clearly lying! Deceiving! How can soft children steal your things!?"
"Yeah! How is it possible? How can a child be a thief! It is clearly that you stole her things!"
In the face of all the accusations and questions of the children, the girls were arrogant, and they were very wronged, and they burst into tears and burst into tears.
"That is really my jade! Oh... give it back to me..."
Soft child smugly glanced at her and turned to tell everyone: "Everyone can see it clearly! The little poem is a thief, you should not play with her in the future! Thieves, bad!"
Several children nodded heavily: "Hmm! We all listened to the Princess of Joel, and ignored her later! She is a thief!"
"She is a thief! A poem is a bad boy! Stealing things, shameful face!"
The children sneered and dispersed, and the girls stood alone against the wall, staring at their backs with tears, and secretly clenched their fists.

Outside the Dean’s office, stood a row of men in black suits.
A man who has passed half a hundred looks seriously sitting on the sofa. His spirit looks very good. A Tang suit is adoring his temperament and honor, and his eyebrows contain a strong atmosphere.
Although the age is already high, the face is a bit old, but the fascinating facial features of the British are faintly imagining the handsomeness of youth.
The dean came up with a stack of information, slowly opened in front of him, and handed it over with respect: "Mr. Mu, this is a child who was just admitted to the hospital last year. All the children's information is here. Please have a look.

The old man reached for a few sheets, looked at a few eyes, slightly twisted the eyebrows, and the assistant on the side looked at his face. He looked up and smiled at the dean. "The child is about eight or nine years old. Excuse me, I was admitted to the hospital last year. How many children are eligible for this age?"
The dean remembered a little, busy, "Please wait a moment."
The old man glanced over and glanced at his eyes, but he fixed his hand on a family portrait. He reached out and pointed his fingertips. "Let me see this girl."
The dean sighed and nodded: "Well, I will arrange her to see you right away!"
She dialed a phone call. After a while, a teacher led a girl and walked in.
Soft children cleverly stood in front of the old man, with his hands behind his back, his chest stood up, his smile full of face: "Grandpa! Hello! My name is Joer."
The old man stared at her blankly, her eyes carefully looked at her face one inch and one inch, her eyes slowly rising, her eyes deep and gloomy.
Soft child twisted her eyebrows with some curiosity. She always felt that this grandfather looked so fierce. It seemed that he was scared by his meticulous face. He couldn’t help but step back two steps, but he saw the old man rushing to wave.
"Come, let Grandpa take a good look at you!"
"... um." Joel hesitantly stepped forward. The old man gently held her shoulder and carefully glared at her. Although she was old, she always felt that it was not like eyebrows or facial features.
His gaze slowly descended and fell on the jade between her collarbone. The old man touched the jade and asked: "This jade..."
When she was stunned, she smiled and said: "This jade is given to me by my mother."
The old man's eyes were slightly condensed, and the assistant saw it. He took out another jade from the briefcase and handed it over.
The two jade pieces are put together and tightly matched.
The old man’s hand trembled slightly. The assistant saw this and thanked him. He walked over and whispered a few words with the dean. He took a huge check from the briefcase and handed it to her hand. The dean took it with a smile.
At the entrance of the welfare home, a row of luxurious black cars was parked.
The girl looked down on the black iron bar, looking at the soft-eyed and looking behind a group of suit men, sitting in a long Bentley.
The moment the car door closed, the soft child looked intently toward her. Inadvertently, the two pairs of sights collided in the air, and the soft smiled, the window slowly rose, and the car went away.
The trajectory of the two children’s lives turned out to be wrong.