"Grandpa, the key to the problem lies with you."

Yan Zhuoya pulled Yan Sisi aside: "Aren't you superstitious? You know the most about feng shui masters. Here's what you do: go find a master and say that Grandpa was recently upset by something, which caused his soul to return to his hometown. The feng shui of the house is bad, so the burial site needs to be moved."

She grabbed Yan Miao again: "Aren't you a collector? Find a few people who know how to make fakes and get a fake will. We can put on a show when we move the grave and falsely accuse Yan Sijin's will of being fake."

“But that’s not the main point.” Yan Zhuoya took a deep breath and walked up to the two sisters.

“I’ll be transferring assets as soon as possible. Once this is over and Dai Kun’s case is decided, we can settle abroad, away from Yan Sijin, and leave this shell company to him!”

"Huh?" Yan Miao was confused: "Big sister, why are you letting Yan Sijin off so easily? We can use this to slap him in the face... Ah!"

But before she could even hit Si Jin, Yan Miao was slapped by Yan Zhuoya: "Are you stupid? Didn't you notice that Yan Si Jin has been different since the last gathering?"

"He's no longer the kid we used to kick out of the house so easily. Why are you all so eager to get yourself killed?"

Yan Miao covered half of her face, her eyes brimming with tears from the beating: "But big sister, we used to bully him all the time, but now it's suddenly the other way around. I just... I just can't swallow this."

"You have to swallow it even if you can't." Yan Zhuoya's tone became a bit harsher: "The more business you do, the more you have to learn to protect yourself."

"And that idiot Dai Kun, at first I was hoping his e-sports team could make me money. If I had known Dai Kun was a crazy man who would kill himself with a gun, I wouldn't have invested in him."

As she spoke, she rolled her eyes at Yan Sisi: "Love-obsessed, you're absolutely damn crazy. Get out of here, all of you get out and get busy with these things. If anything else goes wrong, I absolutely won't protect you!"

The two Yan sisters were kicked out of their home, and the footage was transmitted to Xiao Yao's system via the miniature monitor on Yan Miao's body.

The little tiger propped its head up and praised, "[This Yan Zhuoya actually has some brains; she's wisely choosing to stay out of this mess.]"

Shedding its shell and leaving me with an empty shell company is indeed a good method.

Si Jin leaned against the hospital bed, one hand on her pillow: But if she lets me go, will I let her go too?

If it weren't for Yan Zhuoya's instigation, do you think Yan Sisi and Yan Miao, with their limited intelligence, could have removed the original owner's grandfather's oxygen tank without anyone noticing?

And they even kicked the original owner out of the house so that they wouldn't be affected by any public opinion?

Since Yan Zhuoya wants these two incompetent teammates to do the job, then I will let her...

Nothing can be accomplished.

… …

Soon, the three Yan sisters and Si Jin began their operation.

The relocation of the graves was scheduled for half a month later, and everything went smoothly the night before the relocation.

Dai Kun was sentenced to death, while Yan Zhuoya escaped unscathed.

The three Yan sisters even opened a few bottles of wine to celebrate.

However, the next day, when Yan Zhuoya saw Si Jin during the grave relocation, her expression turned extremely unpleasant.

Countless reporters were staking out the area, and crowds were watching, everyone looking down on the three hypocritical sisters of the Yan family.

But it doesn't matter. Yan Zhuoya thought angrily: After today, you'll all be proven wrong.

Yan Zhuoya took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and moved closer to Si Jin, forcing out an extremely fake smile.

"Jinjin, what brings you here today? You have no idea how worried your older sister was when she heard you were injured. She cried for days on end. Is your injury healed? Let your older sister take a look~~"