My Stepbrother Is a Little Pitiful (ChatGPT Translated)

☆ Chapter 63. Don't think crooked, don't think crooked.

Chapter 62. Don't think crooked, don't think crooked.

Cheng Songer's personality has become more restrained during this period of time, but the influence of her previous "rascal" reputation still remains. Moreover, she neither fights nor causes trouble now, instead making it difficult for people to find fault with her.

Compared to the Xu family, who used to flaunt their power in the village whenever they had some food, the Cheng siblings who live a peaceful and modest life actually make people have a good impression of them.

Furthermore, Cheng Songer's questions hit the sore spot.

You said Cheng Qingzhi beat you? But the crime scene was at Cheng's house. Back then, it was you, Lin Yuxiu, who aggressively smashed Cheng's door, as if you were going to devour someone.

If you didn't provoke trouble yourself, how could Cheng Qingzhi beat you?

Moreover, looking at the injuries on Cheng Qingzhi's body, aren't they more severe than yours, Lin Yuxiu? Who is really crying wolf? Our eyes, the eyes of the masses, are clear.

As a result, the villagers who were watching immediately started speaking in favor of Cheng Songer.

"Cheng Songer is right. How could a perfectly fine person use a knife to harm themselves and end up covered in blood?"

"That's right, and it seems like Lin Yuxiu's injuries are relatively minor, right?"

"Exactly, speaking of which, it was obvious that Lin Yuxiu was the one who smashed Cheng's door."

"Yes, yes, Lin Yuxiu, how deep is your grudge with Cheng Qingzhi? You were so ruthless!"

"That's right! Being so ruthless, and he's even a man. Tsk tsk, how come we didn't notice before that Lin Yuxiu is so fierce?"

"Maybe even the injuries on his body were caused by himself."

"You guys!" Lin Yuxiu was so angry that his eyebrows furrowed. It wasn't him who did it, but he couldn't find a way to defend himself. Moreover, everyone around him clearly sided with Cheng Qingzhi, and under the influence of public opinion, the false became true.

Fuming with anger, Lin Yuxiu pushed through the crowd and ran back to his house, and Uncle Xu quickly followed.

Seeing that the audience had left, Cheng Songer quickly helped Cheng Qingzhi up from the ground. "Besides your hands and neck, where else are you injured? Let me take a look quickly."

Cheng Qingzhi shook his head.

Cheng Songer checked the two wounds on his body. Although there was a lot of blood on his neck, it was wiped with blood from other places. The most severe wound was on his arm, which even tore his clothes and blood was flowing out.

She covered his arm wound to stop the bleeding, frowning, "Why would you hurt yourself so badly?"

Cheng Qingzhi's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at her with timid eyes, "You know. . . it was me who did it?"

Cheng Songer smiled as she bandaged him, "Otherwise? If it was really Lin Yuxiu, he wouldn't have shown any mercy to you. Moreover, the direction of the slap mark on Lin Yuxiu's face and the strangulation marks on his neck couldn't have been done by himself. I can't tell, but you are quite capable."

Cheng Qingzhi's face suddenly turned red, "You. . . don't blame me?"

"Why should I blame you?" Cheng Songer smiled gently, "I used to worry that you were too weak and anyone could bully you, but seeing your performance today, I feel relieved instead. Come, lift up your chin."