After Brother Song hung up the call from his sister, he made his way to his daughter's room. After seeing that she was inside, he asked her a question very casually, in a tone that suggested that the happenings earlier in the day were nothing more than ordinary things that could be encountered everyday, "Nini, what do you think Dad should do with Uncle Yu?"

Nini subconsciously retorted, "He is not Uncle Yu, he is a bad person!"

"That's right, he's a bad person. Then, what do you think Dad should do?"

"Of course, call the police. Dad, don't you always tell me to call the police if I meet a bad person?"

"Yes, yes. But, do you know what will happen after we call the police? The police uncle will come and will ask you a lot of questions about those things you went through before, and will also make you testify in court. Aren't you afraid?"

Nini shook her head indifferently. "I'm not afraid. If I don't have the courage to face a bad person now, how will I be able to face the millions of people sitting in the audience in the future?"

Brother Song gawked at his daughter's reply, and went silent for a moment before speaking in a hoarse voice, "But you have to understand that if you call the police and testify in court, everyone will know that you have experienced these bad things, then they will start disliking you, and you may not have such a big audience coming to watch you perform on stage."

Nini asked in a voice filled with perplexity, "Dad, did I do something wrong? What you mean to say is that I shouldn't call the police and have the bad guy caught?"

Brother Song quickly denied, "No no no, you are not wrong, Nini is not wrong at all!"

Nini was even more confused now. "Since I'm not wrong, then why won't the audience like me? It makes no sense."

Sweat beaded on his forehead as he whispered, "Yes, it makes no sense, but in this world, people who think so bravely like you are few in number. Many of them will take the news for granted and will become unreasonable, they will decide to just not like you. Do you understand what Dad means?"

Nini seriously thought about it, nodded and said, "I understand. It must be wrong to be unreasonable to such an extent, but if they don't like it, they don't like it. I don't care, because I won't like them back either. I can dance for myself, for the people who like me, and I will be happy with that. Dad, do you think I'm right?"

Brother Song's heart was full of mixed feelings. He had ten thousand words when it came to refuting Song Wennuan, but he couldn't deny the logic present in any of his daughter's words.

All because the truth she spoke was simple and straightforward. It was the truth—a proper and logical conclusion that could be drawn without the need for any dialectics or deep thoughts.

Adults instilled these kinds of principles into the minds of children when they were young, when in reality, they themselves would act in the opposite way.

They were seemingly unaware of just how ridiculous and absurd their actions and ideas appeared in the eyes of children.

Their horizons and insights did not widen and expand with the passing of years, but instead became narrower, so much so that they became even worse than a child!

The so-called 'not forgetting the original intention'—who would be able to always follow this adage? It could only be these children whose hearts were still pure and innocent, right?

Now, Brother Song, who had gradually realized this, strived to change the topic. "Nini, your Aunt asked me, on her behalf, to apologize to you for failing to protect you. Forget what happened today, okay?"

Nini frowned and asked, "Why is Aunt apologizing to me? She has repeatedly told me that I must protect myself. For something like this, without the consent and supervision of my parents, no one can take off my clothes and touch my body. I always listen to her, and I have always protected myself, so why does she need to apologize?"

Brother Song was struck silent by this rebuttal, and only after a long time did he say, "Because it's her responsibility to protect you, which is also mine and your mother's responsibility. When you met danger, we were not by your side, so we are all at fault."

Nini waved her hands to comfort her father. "No no no, Mom and Dad are right, Aunt is also right. I will have to grow up, and you won't be there to always protect me. I have to learn to protect myself.

"In fact, I'm not afraid at all today. I'm actually feeling quite proud, because I was not fooled by a bad person. Dad, aren't I great? I'll become even stronger in the future. Don't worry about me."

Although she was young, she could understand and take her parents' feelings into consideration, and was aware of the kind of sins being referred to from these vague interrogations.

She was not a coward, on the contrary, she had long learned how to be strong and brave while practicing dancing.

As a result, his daughter had acquired her aunt's fearlessness and courage at a young age.

Where other children might cry or even have nightmares because of these terrible things, she alone could wield the weapon that was the law to defend herself. She knew how to protect herself, which was exactly what a girl of her age needed the most.

Looking at his daughter's bright smile and sunny eyes, Brother Song's heart filled with unspeakable pride. This was his daughter—so tough, so sunny, so sensible.

Due to the nature of their work, Brother Song and his wife didn't have much time to accompany their child. His daughter has grown up with her aunt looking after her. Song Wennuan had given her much more care and attention than her irresponsible parents.

As a result, his daughter had acquired her aunt's fearlessness and courage at a young age.

Where other children might cry or even have nightmares because of these terrible things, she alone could wield the weapon that was the law to defend herself. She knew how to protect herself, which was exactly what a girl of her age needed the most.

Song Wennuan didn't neglect to take care of his daughter. On the contrary, she had put so much effort into his daughter, which allowed her to grow up in such a strong, healthy and positive manner.

Nini's sense of values was so deep and so firm that even the squally rain couldn't crush her seemingly delicate leaf buds.

Which parent would not be proud of such a child?

Song Wennuan had said that his daughter needed to have a pair of unbending legs and an indomitable spine in order to stand on the world stage, but in fact, she had already given these precious gifts to his daughter.

Thinking of this, Brother Song's feelings of resentment and misunderstanding towards his younger sister dissipated and were replaced by endless gratitude and regret.

He shouldn't have said such terrible words to his sister, he had been wrong from the very beginning!

Mrs. Song, his wife, had been standing at the door for a long time, and she now entered the room slowly, saying in a hoarse voice, "Husband, we should thank Nuan Nuan for educating our child so very well! We are truly in the wrong today. Every child is like a piece of white paper. They will become whatever we draw on it.

"When we tell them to hide their wound after they've been hurt, they will start to think that it is a shameful and wrong thing, after which they may develop an inferior and cowardly personality. If we tell them not to resist, to wait for us to come and save them, then that child will always remain weak, and will even lose the ability to protect themselves. But for how long will we be able to protect them?"

Mrs. Song hugged her daughter tightly and with tears in her eyes, said, "Nini, you are right. When you meet bad people, you have to call the police. You can't be silent.

"If you are hurt, you should learn to resist instead of just turning away from the issue. You're not wrong. You're right. Don't expect others to protect you, you have to learn to protect yourself. Nini, you have been doing really well all this time. Mom and Dad are proud of you!"

Song Beini's confusion was completely relieved, and she laughed very brightly. "Then don't blame Aunt, okay?" she pleaded in a small voice.

"Well, we don't blame Aunt for anything. We actually have to thank her. We'll call your Aunt later and apologize." Mrs. Song carefully assured her daughter.

A parent's words and deeds were the first teachings that were imparted to children. These were like a mirror, one which could reflect the future of their children.

If the parents were brave, their children would be indomitable; if the parents were enlightened, their children would be lively and upward; if the parents sowed good seeds for their children, in the future, beautiful flowers would bloom in the children's hearts and souls.

So, the impact of parents' behavior on their children should never be ignored.

Brother Song and Mrs. Song were very glad that they did not demonstrate to their daughter that they were siding with the wrong values. With this, they ensured that they hadn't killed their daughter's courage and determination; they hadn't extinguished the tiny spark in her soul that might shine so very brightly in the future.

If she dared to face the setbacks of today, she would have the courage to face all the difficulties the future would bring.

Brother Song walked out of his daughter's bedroom and quickly called Old Man Yu, ordering him to send his grandson to the United States immediately, and warned him that doing otherwise would result in the Song Family taking further measures in dealing with this incident.

The Yu Family's power couldn't be compared to that wielded by the Song Family, so naturally, they could only agree to this demand. Not to mention, sending Yu Yuntian abroad to shelter him from the limelight this incident would bring was what they had originally planned to do.

After hanging up the call, Brother Song sighed and told his wife, "When Yu Yuntian is brought to court, we'll have to take our daughter to the United States so that she can watch and understand it. We have to deepen her sense of resistance towards such things. She's so dazzling, she has to learn to protect herself."

"Yes, you are right. We were so wrong before. We, as parents, are still not as good as her Aunt." Mrs. Song nodded and wiped her tears.

Before this incident had come to light, she and her husband had never considered what they would do when and if their daughter left their circle of protection.

So now, the thought that they might have nurtured their daughter like a greenhouse flower, and then would have ignorantly thrown her, unprepared, into a world filled with storms in the future, where she would have to weather the destruction alone, made them feel incomparably fearful.

It was at this moment that they came to the realization that their daughter must grow into a tall and upright tree, otherwise she was destined to never be able to go far in the on-stage world.

***

Song Wennuan and the private detective were waiting in the airport lounge. After meeting up with her cousin, she seemed to be in better spirits, but was still somewhat depressed.

Before boarding the plane, she took out her mobile phone and glanced at it. She hadn't expected there to be anything, but found that her big brother had suddenly sent her a very long WeChat message.

He had repeated the conversation he had with his daughter word for word, and then wrote sincerely:

【Nuan Nuan, as long as I think of my daughter growing up to be more like you— being reckless but fearless, being bold, having the courage to take responsibility; even when she is hurt, she will know how to fight back; even if she cries countless times, so long as she always remains brave and strong—I can laugh happily.】

【This kind of character will save us from endless worry and anxiety.】

【While I was busy with work, you raised her into becoming such an excellent child. We wanted her to be a flower, but you helped her into growing into a big tree with strong roots.】

【Everyone who has achieved great success will have their own secret, but perseverance is always indispensable. I have to admit that we as parents are in the wrong here, and that you are right.】

【I've done what you asked me to do. Nuan Nuan, the person who should say sorry has always been me, not you. I heard that you are going to the United States soon. When you come back, I will apologize to you personally.】

【Nuan Nuan, Big Brother is proud of what you have done.】

Upon seeing the last sentence, Song Wennuan, who had been suppressing her emotions till now, finally burst into tears. She squatted on the ground, and with her cheek pressed tightly to her mobile phone, started crying like an aggrieved child. But then, not long after, she began to laugh as well, making the people around her feel confused.

—Why is she crying and laughing at the same time?

—Could it be that she has suddenly come into possession of a fortune worth hundreds of millions because her cheating husband and his mistress were killed in an accident while travelling?

Song Rui patted Song Wennuan's head and said helplessly, "Don't cry, your nose is bubbling."

As she turned to glare at him, the nose bubble unexpectedly burst.

The private detective quickly turned his head to one side and tried to hold back his smile.

***

Yu Yuntian arrived in the United States two days after Song Wennuan. He was taken into custody by the FBI as soon as he disembarked the plane. He faced 27 criminal charges, which resulted in a sentencing of more than 100 years and was banned from being released on bail.

Foreign media widely reported on this entire incident, but the domestic news media did not release any definite news on it.

In American prisons, those guilty of paedophilia were the most oppressed and despised of existences. As a result, Yu Yuntian was seriously injured within just a few days of entering the prison. He suffered a comminuted fracture to his right hand and could no longer hold a paintbrush as a result.

He suffered a great blow from this incident. During the time he was hospitalized, he slowly became mentally unsound, but this news made the families of those he had violated feel unanimously relieved. Without those evil hands, he could no longer inflict harm on young children.

Before returning to China, Song Wennuan went to the hospital to visit Yu Yuntian. When she saw how the other party was 'tortured' while staying in the hospital bed, and how he kept yelling and acting like a madman, she was finally able to spit out the long-standing depression that had been stewing within her.

Under Song Rui's intervention, Gina's condition also began to improve.

As many knew, Song Rui was one of the best psychologists in the world, and he had created a set of psychological treatments designed specifically for patients with particularly strong suicidal tendencies.

Upon seeing him arrive, Gina's parents were happier than ever. They were already exceedingly glad just to meet him at the airport.

After this trip, Song Wennuan gained a better understanding of her cousin. He was a kind of existence that could illuminate the entire world, just like Fan Jialuo.

In the airport lounge, Song Rui repeatedly wiped his hand with sterilized tissues. When he was saying goodbye, Gina's parents and several FBI agents took the initiative to shake hands with him many times, making him very uncomfortable.

Song Wennuan turned on her phone and smiled. "Last night, the first episode of 'The World of Strange People' was broadcasted on the Internet. Cousin, have you looked at the feedback from the netizens?"

Song Rui immediately abandoned the battle he was waging for his cleanliness addiction and quietly took out his mobile phone.

As expected, the first episode had too many attractions, and the show's ratings exploded within half an hour of it being broadcast.

A few people still existed who believed that Fan Jialuo was truly a psychic. However, ever since 'Meteor Street Code Farmer' had published that long post about him being a liar and had revealed the true origin of his 'death sketch', this impression had become deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

But, such a thing didn't prevent the audience from licking Fan Jialuo's face on screen!

After a few months' absence, his features had not changed that much, but his whole body appeared to be filled with some sort of mysterious and luxurious luster.

He would fascinate people and draw their gazes even when he was sitting far away from the crowd. So much so that, even if the audience knew that he possessed no psychic abilities whatsoever, they would still leave a tolerant comment—

【As long as he is willing to act, we are willing to watch! One willing to fight and the other willing to suffer, there is nothing to spray about! Having said that, his method of pretense is so advanced! Even a good and proper show dares not to write a script like this! We audience members pay our respects to the screenwriter!】

This comment almost made Song Wennuan laugh, but it was impossible to explain what had really happened in the show to these commenters.

Of course, some people questioned the authenticity of the program and asked the program group to change the show to a live broadcast in order to win the public's trust. These kinds of comments were directly deleted by the administrator.

It had long been explained by the higher ups that she could shoot as she liked. There was no need to be afraid of auditing, but the broadcasting mode couldn't be changed and things that needed to be edited out should be edited out.

All because once it changed to a live broadcast format, and if the audience started to believe that supernatural beings really did exist, it would stir up people's belief systems and public opinion would explode, ultimately becoming uncontrollable.

So, it was decided that a weekly broadcast would be the best choice.

Those who believed would naturally believe in it, and those who did not believe would watch it for their own amusement. In this way, the outside world could maintain its calm and tranquility.

Song Wennuan scrolled down on the comments section on Fan Jialuo's Weibo, frowned at those who called him a liar, and laughed at those who called him 'Teacher', going all the way down until a comment came into sight—

【Why was Dr. Song staring at Fan Jialuo all the time, blowing rainbow farts and then even stealing his photo? Love, love, this pair of CP, I first crack for respect!】

"Hahaha!" Song Wennuan really laughed out loud after reading this.

She recalled her cousin praising Fan Jialuo with many words, saying that he was not on the same level as others, that he was incomparable, simply an incomprehensible existence...

Rainbow farts? It seemed that was the truth!

***

T/N: This child is growing up to a whole new level, while my lil bro still can't differentiate between b and d...