Exiled!? Ha! I have An Infinite Space-Chapter 81 -

The moment Bai Ming pulled her children into her arms, I finally released the breath I did not realize I had been holding.

They were alive and that waas the most important thing.

But that relief only lasted for a moment because very quickly, my expression turned cold.

Something about this situation did not sit right with me.

Children do not just fall into a river like that, not when they were sitting calmly before.

I stepped forward slowly, my eyes moving across every single person standing there.

Then I spoke.

"Who pushed these two children into the river?"

My voice was calm and steady, but it carried clearly.

Everyone heard me.

For a brief moment, there was complete silence.

Then people began to murmur among themselves.

"What is she talking about?"

"Push them? Who would do such a thing?"

A man stepped forward, looking at me with a frown.

"What do you mean by that?" he asked. "The children must have slipped and fallen into the river."

A woman beside him shook her head as she spoke.

"Yes, that is what it looks like. Who would push two children into the river? That is too cruel."

I looked at them quietly.

Then I let out a small laugh and was not a laugh of amusement.

It was a laugh at how simple people’s thinking could be.

I tilted my head slightly as I spoke again.

"You should not be so quick to believe that everyone thinks like you," I said slowly.

My eyes swept across the crowd once more.

"Some people are capable of doing much worse than this."

I paused for a moment before continuing.

"If they cannot harm the person they hate directly, they will go after the person’s children instead."

My words were simple, but they carried weight.

I did not need to say more.

The Fu family already understood what I meant.

I could feel the shift in the atmosphere around me.

Fu Sheng’s expression had already darkened because he understood immediately.

Fu Fei and Fu Li exchanged quiet looks.

Even Fu Teng, who had been silent, lifted his head slightly.

Before anyone could think too deeply about what I had said, a sharp voice suddenly broke the tension.

Aunt Fu stepped forward.

Her expression was full of displeasure.

"Instead of standing here and saying such baseless things, you should look at her first," she said loudly.

She pointed directly at Bai Ming.

"You are standing here shouting and asking others to save your children," Aunt Fu continued, her tone harsh, "but where were you when they were falling into the river?"

Bai Ming froze where she stood.

Her face was pale, and her arms tightened around her children.

Aunt Fu did not stop.

"What kind of mother leaves her children alone like that?" she added coldly.

Her words were sharp enough to cut.

Fu Fei frowned immediately and stepped forward slightly.

"That is not fair—"

But she was interrupted before she could finish speaking.

Fu Jia stepped forward as well.

There was a mocking smile on her face.

"Do not mind her, Mother," she said.

"She is standing here crying as if she cares so much."

Her gaze shifted toward Han Fuji.

"While her children were left alone, she was busy talking and laughing with another man."

The moment those words were spoken, the crowd began to stir again.

People started whispering among themselves.

"Was she really doing that?"

"I did see her speaking with that man earlier..."

"I did not know that was the situation..."

I watched everything quietly.

Bai Ming shook her head weakly, her voice trembling.

"No... that is not true..."

But Fu Jia did not allow her to speak.

"You left your children alone,"

Before the noise could grow louder, Fu Fong suddenly spoke.

"Enough," he said sharply.

His voice cut through the murmurs.

Both Aunt Fu and Fu Jia paused and looked at him.

"Stop talking," he continued, his expression dark. "The matter is over. The children are safe. That is all that matters."

He sounded impatient, as if he wanted everything to end quickly.

As if nothing else needed to be said.

But before he could turn to leave—

"Over?"

Han Fuji’s voice sounded from behind him.

It was calm, but cold.

Fu Fong stopped.

Han Fuji stepped forward slowly, his eyes fixed on him.

"You think this is over?" he asked.

Fu Fong frowned. "What more do you want?"

Han Fuji let out a short breath, then his gaze turned sharp.

"What I want?" he repeated.

Then his voice hardened.

"I want you to stop acting like a coward."

The crowd went silent.

Fu Fong’s face darkened immediately.

"What did you say?"

Han Fuji did not step back.

"You heard me," he said plainly. "Your children were drowning in front of you, and you stood there doing nothing."

His words were clear and direct.

"No hesitation. No shame. Just standing there."

Fu Fong clenched his fists.

Han Fuji did not stop.

"A father who cannot even protect his own children," he continued, "what are you good for?"

The words struck hard.

A few people in the crowd shifted uncomfortably.

But Han Fuji was not finished.

His gaze moved to Aunt Fu and Fu Jia.

"And you," he said coldly, "instead of finding out what really happened, you stand here blaming the victim."

Aunt Fu’s face twisted.

"How dare you—"

But Han Fuji cut her off.

"You talk too much," he said. "And none of it makes sense."

Then he looked at Fu Jia.

"And you," his voice dropped slightly, "learn to control your mouth before it causes real trouble."

Fu Jia’s face flushed with anger, but she could not speak.

Han Fuji did not bother to look at them again.

He turned and walked toward Bai Ming.

She was still on the ground, holding her children tightly.

Her hands were trembling slightly as th children clung to her, still shaken.

Han Fuji stopped in front of her.

He did not speak immediately.

He only looked at her.

As if asking something without words.

Bai Ming understood.

After a moment of hesitation, she slowly loosened her hold on Fu Qin and gently pushed him forward.

Fu Qin was still trembling, his face pale from fear.

Han Fuji crouched down in front of him.

His voice softened.

"Tell me," he said calmly. "How did you and your sister fall into the water?"

Fu Qin sniffed slightly.

"We... we did not fall," he said.

Han Fuji’s eyes narrowed slightly.

"What do you mean?"

Fu Qin hesitated, then spoke again.

"We were pushed."

A ripple went through the crowd.

Han Fuji remained calm.

"Who pushed you?" he asked.

Before Fu Qin could answer a small voice spoke.

Fu Lin.

She was still holding onto Bai Ming’s sleeve, her eyes red from crying. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Slowly, she raised her hand.

Then she pointed.

"It was that wicked auntie," she said.

Her voice was soft, but clear.

In an instant, everyone turned in the direction she was pointing.

All eyes landed on one person.

Li Manman.

For a moment, everywhere became silent.

All eyes were fixed on Li Manman.

She stood there, her body stiff for a brief second.

But it was only for a brief second.

Very quickly, her expression changed.

Her eyes widened slightly, and her face filled with shock.

"Me?" she said, her voice trembling.

She even took a small step back as if frightened by the accusation.

"How... how could you say something like that?"

Her voice sounded soft and wronged.

"I did nothing," she added quickly.

She looked at the crowd, her eyes already turning red as if she had been greatly wronged.

"Why would I push children into the river?" she asked.

"That is too cruel."

Some people in the crowd began to hesitate.

"She looks shocked..."

"Could the child be mistaken?"

Fu Lin held onto Bai Ming tightly, her small face still pale.

"I am not mistaken," she said, her voice shaking but firm.

"It was her."

She pointed again, her finger trembling.

"That wicked auntie pushed us."

Fu Qin also nodded quickly.

"Yes," he said. "She told us to follow her. Then she pushed us."

The murmurs in the crowd grew louder.

"What is going on?"

"Could it really be her?"

Li Manman’s expression immediately turned even more pitiful.

Her tears fell.

"I did not," she said weakly.

She shook her head, stepping back again.

"I only went to fetch water. When I came back, I saw them fall. I was the one who called for help."

Her voice broke slightly.

"And now you are all blaming me?"

She looked at Fu Fong.

"Husband... do you also believe this?"

Fu Fong’s brows furrowed.

He looked at her, then at the children.

His expression was conflicted.

Aunt Fu immediately stepped forward.

"This is nonsense," she said sharply.

"How can you trust the words of frightened children?"

Fu Jia also scoffed.

"They were scared. Of course they would say anything."

She crossed her arms and glared at Bai Ming.

"Maybe you taught them to say this."

Bai Ming’s face turned cold instantly.

"I would never do that," she said.

Her voice was low but firm.

Fu Lin clutched her clothes tighter.

"I am not lying," she insisted.

"It was really her"