The Reborn Aristocrat’s Daughter

30: Chapter 30 Before the End of the Matter_1 30: Chapter 30 Before the End of the Matter_1 “Shut your mouth,” Old Master Lv said to his disappointing son, a wave of sorrow filling his heart.

He had worked his entire life to climb up to his current position, yet his children were such disappointments.

“Old Master, please don’t be angry.

Xiao Jie is just a child who doesn’t understand,” the Old Lady Lv tried to mediate.

But this time was different, and Old Master Lv didn’t back down as he usually would.

Pointing at the Old Lady Lv, with an agitated expression, he said, “Doesn’t understand?

Hmph, it’s all because you, old woman, spoiled them rotten.

Our Lv Family is truly doomed because of them.”
Old Master Lv had intended to call his family members back to discuss a strategy together, but his two brothers had cleanly abandoned him, claiming they had parted ways long ago and that the matter had nothing to do with them.

After saying so, they left with their families.

Watching the backs of his two brothers, Old Master Lv felt a complex surge of emotions.

When he turned around to face the few people sitting in the living room, he took a seat with a pale face—the situation for his branch of the family seemed inescapable.

All he hoped for now was to find Situ Xin safe and sound, which might give them a slight chance to survive.

The sky gradually brightened, but the hearts of those sitting in the Situ Family’s living room were unusually heavy.

Haotian, Haoran, along with the police from Capital City, had caught many human traffickers after an entire night of effort, but still found no trace of Situ Xin.

Every time the phone rang that night, everyone’s heart would tighten, their eyes fixed on Old Master Situ answering the call.

But each time they saw him hang up and shake his head, their hearts sank once more.

Old Master Situ looked out at the brightening sky, feeling his heart sink further.

He knew that the longer it took, the smaller the chance of finding Situ Xin.

Just the thought of not finding his granddaughter pained his heart tremendously.

When Situ Xin woke up and opened her eyes to an unfamiliar environment, she was stunned for quite a while before remembering where she was.

Just as she came to her senses, the orphanage director, “Auntie,” appeared.

“Xiao Xin, you’re awake.

Did you sleep well?” Auntie said tenderly as she picked up Situ Xin and dressed her.

Since Situ Xin only had the clothes she wore the day before, Auntie went out of her way to find her something from the orphanage’s collection of old clothes.

After dressing Situ Xin, Auntie carried her to her workplace.

The orphanage, being in a remote location, rarely received donations, and thus couldn’t afford many workers.

Only a few volunteers helped from time to time, but the orphanage had a lot of work to do and was always short-staffed—Auntie in particular had her hands full.

Auntie genuinely adored Situ Xin and was concerned about her adjusting to the orphanage, so she kept Situ Xin close.

“Come, Xiao Xin, time for some milk,” Auntie said with ease as she sat down holding a bottle for Situ Xin.

Indeed, Situ Xin was hungry and drank greedily, not minding the taste.

Auntie watched with a smile as Situ Xin’s little mouth sucked on the bottle of milk.

Just as Situ Xin finished her milk, a volunteer came looking for Auntie, saying there was an issue that required her attention.

Auntie initially intended to take Situ Xin with her, but worrying she might not be able to look after her properly, she decided to leave Situ Xin in the office for a short while.

“You be good, Xiao Xin.

Sit here on the blanket and play by yourself.

Auntie will be back soon,” she said, tucking a toy beside Situ Xin before leaving.

After Auntie left, Situ Xin threw the toy aside—she wasn’t a real child, and besides, the toys were overly simplistic and failed to interest her.

She began to survey the office with her small head, finding it exactly as she remembered.

Suddenly, Situ Xin spotted something rare for that era—a telephone.

A phone number flashed through her mind, the Situ Family’s number, which she memorized when Old Master Situ took her out once and exchanged numbers with an old friend he hadn’t seen in a long time.

Situ Xin had an eidetic memory and had kept the number in her mind.

Situ Xin knew the fastest and most effective way to get home was to make a call.

But as she looked at the telephone, she hesitated.

She wondered if she should speak when the call connected.

If she remained silent, her family might not guess it was her, thinking someone dialed wrong.

But if she spoke, what should she, at her age, say?

Her capacity to speak at such a young age was already extraordinary, and if she disclosed her location, they might think her some kind of monster.

After much thought, Situ Xin determined to make the call, but whether she would speak would depend on the situation at the moment.

Deciding to proceed, she began crawling toward the small table with the telephone.

Under normal circumstances, Situ Xin could have stood up and taken a few wobbly steps, but she had no time to think about that now—all her focus was on the telephone.

Reaching the table, Situ Xin looked around to ensure no one was watching before standing up straight, leaning her upper body on the table, thankfully only half a meter tall.

Otherwise, she might not have been able to reach the telephone with ease.

The telephone was an old rotary model, similar to the ones used by her organization in her past life, so she was familiar with it.

She lifted the heavy receiver with her chubby right hand, placed it on the table, and started dialing with her small hands, more skillfully than a child her age would be expected to.