Jiang Si seemed to have expected that Old Madam Lu would come to the door, and was not surprised. She even kindly invited her in.

Grandma Lu glanced at the sprawling villa and sneered inwardly, wondering how many people had been swindled out of their money to afford such a villa.

Jiang Si, who had walked to the front, paused for a moment and turned back to look at Old Madam Lu.

After a long pause, she let out a very soft laugh.

She looked her up and down, and thought, "Fine, the wicked will be punished by heaven. She'll suffer for the rest of her life."

For a moment, Old Mrs. Lu felt guilty, as if Jiang Si could see right through her.

Once inside, she adopted the airs of a wealthy woman and sat down with an air of nonchalance.

"Speak, what is it?" Jiang Si asked.

Grandma Lu frowned in displeasure at the fact that not even a cup of tea had been served; she truly had no manners. Looking closer, she saw Jiang Si lounging lazily on the sofa, her posture utterly unrefined.

"Is this how you talk to your elders?" Old Mrs. Lu asked sternly.

Jiang Si found it funny.

Without changing her posture, she said, "You don't actually think that letting me in means I'm treating you like an elder, do you? You think you're worthy to act high and mighty in front of me?"

"You!" Old Mrs. Lu was speechless, choked with emotion.

She felt like her heart condition was about to flare up again.

The younger generation these days, one after another, shows no respect for hierarchy.

“From the moment you listened to Liang Mancai and trapped Lu Xingmin in Qingtang Reservoir, the Lu family was destined to decline. You thought you could pass the Lu family down for a hundred years, but alas, the Lu family was ruined by you.” Jiang Si chose to say whatever hurt her.

"Let me tell your fortune for free. The Lu family's fate is sealed. It's estimated that the Lu family will soon be removed from the ranks of the upper-class families."

"And you, a hundred years from now, when you descend to the underworld, will you have the face to meet your ancestors?"

Jiang Si's questioning made Mrs. Lu so angry that she clutched her chest. Jiang Si said coldly, "Stop pretending. Good people don't live long, but evil people live a thousand years. You won't die so easily. You still want to watch the Lu family fall into ruin."

"This is outrageous!" Old Mrs. Lu slammed her hand on the coffee table in front of her. "I'm my grandmother, how dare you speak to me like that? You're also a member of the Lu family, how will you face your father when you die!"

Jiang Si thought she was shameless, but she never expected her to be so shameless.

"Tsk tsk, you dare to mention the word 'grandmother'?"

"The first time you abandoned her in the deep mountains, the second time when she faced unprecedented malice, you knew who she was, yet you still chose to stand by and do nothing, letting her finally succumb to loneliness and die at home. Do you even deserve this?"

These words made Old Mrs. Lu turn pale. "How did you know?"

Grandma Lu wasn't some old lady confined to her home. When Jiang Si's scandal broke, she recognized her face immediately and knew that Jiang Si was Lu Fen'er.

A very straightforward intuition.

At the time, she was only thinking that she couldn't let such a person tarnish the family's reputation.

Jiang Si did not answer the question, but said, "She doesn't hate you, so I won't do anything to you. I only helped Lu Xingmin because of the little bit of pitiful family affection that they have left."

Because I don't know, I don't hate.

Jiang Si gave them the order to leave.

After Old Mrs. Lu left unwillingly, Jiang Si released Lu Xingmin's spirit.

Tears welled in Lu Xingmin's eyes. "Was Fen'er in pain when she passed away?"

Jiang Si looked at the pitiful man in front of her and said, "Aside from that dark period, she's been doing quite well. Her adoptive grandfather loves her very much."

The poor man cried silently.

His daughter's suffering was caused by his mother, and even his own twenty years of suffering from the cold were caused by his mother.

But his mother also doted on him for more than 20 years, and devoted herself to him from childhood to adulthood.

He didn't know why his mother had become like this, nor did he know who he could hate in his current situation.

Jiang Si remained silent.

After a long pause, he said, "I can let you go and say goodbye to her."

This was all she could do.

Lu Xingmin gently shook his head. "No need."

Saying goodbye is meaningless now.

For the rest of her life, Old Mrs. Lu will watch helplessly as the Lu family, which she has protected all her life, falls into ruin.

Jiang Si did not force him and used magic to send Lu Xingmin on his way.

Twenty years too late, it's time for him to leave.

As he was being taken away by the ghost messengers, Lu Xingmin turned back and asked Jiang Si, "Will I ever see her again?"

The "she" here refers to the original body.

"We'll meet again if fate allows." Jiang Si remained silent for a long time before finally telling a lie.

The original body vanished the moment she regained it.

Jiang Si didn't know what had happened back then, or why her remnant soul had been born into this world. It seemed that her existence was simply waiting for her arrival.

For a period of time afterward, the Lu family would be in the news every few days, either for breach of contract or for debt.

Lu Huai'an, that unfilial grandson, even stole the woman of a local mafia boss abroad, and was crippled, thus losing his sexual life for the rest of his life.

Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Lu fainted on the spot. When she woke up, she could only move half of her body.

His temper also became increasingly irritable.

When Lu Xingquan came to see her, the old lady Lu was holding her breath and said, "You have to give me a grandson. The Lu family cannot be without an heir, otherwise I will not die in peace."

After saying just a few words, Old Lady Lu was barely breathing.

Lu Xingquan remained silent.

He is a staunch advocate of not getting married.

There's nothing worth passing down in his bloodline. Even at its most glorious, it's only a hundred years old. Once things have changed, even if he has descendants, who will remember them?

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