They wasted quite a bit of time on the road, and it was already daybreak when they got home.

As soon as they opened the door, they heard Jiang Tangtang's very surprised voice.

"Dad, sister! Where did you go so early in the morning? Why are you like this?"

She was wearing pajamas and looked like she had just woken up. When she saw them, her eyes widened and she looked at them with surprise.

Hearing the sound, the two people at the door closed the door and glared at the person talking upstairs.

"It's all your fault. If you hadn't refused to sign the letter of apology, would Dad and I have ended up in this mess?"

The fatigue and anger accumulated throughout the night burst out at this moment. Lu Mianmian shouted so loudly that even Lu Zhicai, who was standing beside her, trembled.

But when he thought about what happened last night, Lu Zhicai also blamed all his anger on Jiang Tangtang.

If she hadn't refused to sign the letter of apology, he wouldn't have run to two places overnight to look for antiques, and he wouldn't have been beaten for no reason.

This is not the saddest thing. The saddest thing is that all the treasures in the house have disappeared!

Moreover, he had no clue at all. He watched helplessly as the family fortune he had been coveting for half his life was blown away like a gust of wind, leaving nothing behind.

He had been scheming for these treasures all his life, but now he had nothing. It was really ridiculous.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, his chest heaving with anger.

He had no cash left and his own precious son was imprisoned. How could he just sit back and do nothing?

But there is no money left at home, what should I do?

Lu Zhicai put his hands on his hips, lowered his head, and paced back and forth from home, desperately trying to think of a solution.

Suddenly, he remembered that there was a sum of cash in his home, which was hidden by Shui Niang.

If they could go to the prison and rescue Shui Niang, perhaps the money would be enough for them to escape.

So saving lives is more important.

However, with Jiang Tangtang's attitude, she would definitely not help him at all.

What should I do then? Lu Zhicai glared at Jiang Tangtang, his jaw and fists unconsciously clenched.

"Ginger Candy, get down here right now!"

When Jiang Tangtang upstairs heard this, she knew he was going to get angry. If she added fuel to the fire, she might be able to take the opportunity to leave this house.

So Jiang Tangtang pretended to be a little scared and ran from upstairs to downstairs.

"Dad, why are you looking for me?"

The letter of apology that I brought yesterday was still on the table. One of the pens had been broken by Jiang Tangtang, and there was another one next to it.

Lu Zhicai walked over, grabbed the paper and pen in his hands, and slapped them hard in front of Jiang Tangtang's eyes.

"You have to sign this letter of understanding even if you don't want to. You must sign it today. You must let your brother and your stepmother leave the house tomorrow!"

Jiang Tangtang was already fed up with hearing these words again. She glared at Lu Zhijun fiercely, snatched the letter of apology and pen, and threw them directly to the ground.

"Why should I sign? If I sign, who will pay for my mother's life? I can't live in the same house with a murderer. I will never sign!"