Although Tang Wenwen was angry, she couldn't just abandon her, so she rented a room for her, gave her some money, and left her to fend for herself.

Grandma Hanhan has truly attained enlightenment and become an immortal. She is so happy every day that she forgets everything else, and she never shows her face unless she runs out of money.

Tang Wenwen also gave up hope and simply pretended not to know.

That old man is a scoundrel. From what Grandma Hanhan said, it was clear that her daughter is rich and her son-in-law is Manager Jiang of the No. 1 Department Store. They couldn't let such a freeloader get away.

From then on, he pampered Grandma Hanhan and treated her like a cash cow. His appetite grew bigger and bigger, and Grandma Hanhan had no choice but to come and ask for money again and again.

Yesterday, they came again asking for money. Tang Wenwen said a few words to them and sent them away with two hundred yuan. However, she was careful and only left one hundred yuan outside.

The old man was waiting for her to come home and had a few drinks. When he saw that she only brought back one hundred yuan, he became furious.

"You had two hundred last time, but you've raised this girl for nothing. She won't spend any of the money on you!"

"Last time... it's only been a few days, you should be more careful with your spending, I'm too embarrassed to ask for more money back," Grandma Hanhan couldn't help but mutter.

"Bullshit! This money is for the two of us to spend, you didn't spend a single cent less?" The old man slammed his wine glass down, and Grandma Hanhan chickened out, weakly picking at him.

"You and Mrs. Huang were exchanging glances, don't tell me I didn't see it."

"Don't get any ideas. Who have I been flirting with? With your blind eyes, what could you possibly see!" The old man, feeling guilty, fell silent.

Lying in bed that night, Grandma Hanhan felt a tightness in her chest. The thought of Qin Xiaoyu's glamorous life felt like needles pricking her heart. A few days ago, she had unexpectedly run into someone from her hometown and heard some things about the Tang family.

My wife went to Guangzhou to enjoy a life of luxury, and Grandpa Hanhan is going with her. If she hadn't caused trouble herself, wouldn't she be living the high life too? Now she's sleeping in this dilapidated house, not even eating well, and all the money she earns goes to other people. Why does she feel so wronged?

She was deep in thought with her eyes closed when the old man's hand reached out. She cursed him inwardly, "You old lecher!" But secretly she felt a surge of pleasure, letting his hand slip into her clothes with her eyes still closed.

But something felt off. When she came to her senses, the old man had already reached into her hand and taken the money she had hidden close to her body.

This was Grandma Hanhan's hidden stash of money, a little over three hundred yuan she had painstakingly saved, and she wasn't about to let it go. She opened her eyes, cursed, and clung tightly to the old man's arm.

"Give it to me!" The old man felt the thickness of the handkerchief bundle and became anxious. Once he got the money, would it fly away?

"No way!" Grandma Hanhan argued with him.

The two of them tugged at each other from the bed to the floor, both fighting desperately. The old man knew that once the facade was broken, there would be no going back; he was making a final, desperate attempt to gain face.

Grandma Hanhan was determined to break off the relationship with him and refused to give him the money no matter what.

They were like two snakes, intertwined, stretching from inside the house all the way to the courtyard. There was a problem with the house's construction: there was a cellar inside, and an additional step was added outside, because the terrain was low-lying and they were afraid rainwater would seep in.

Grandma Hanhan dragged him out from inside, tripped and fell face-first into the mud after going over the steps. The old man felt his leg loosen; she had let go. Now was the perfect time to run.

The old man stumbled out the door, while Grandma Hanhan lay on the ground, not getting up, probably about to throw a tantrum.

Tang Wenwen rented a detached house, and no one usually interacted with her. Everyone had heard that the old lady was not a very good person.

Later, a beggar saw that the door was ajar and slowly walked in. When he saw a person lying motionless face down on the steps, he cried out, "Help!"

In those days, there were many busybodies, and soon the neighbors rushed over.

When they got her to the hospital, they found out she had suffered a brain hemorrhage and was on the verge of death.

The hospital was looking for the patient's relatives, and the neighbors were so helpful that they dug a hole in the door to find the Jiang family's address, which is why they came to knock on the door.

When Qin Xiaoyu and A Lei arrived at the hospital, Tang Wenwen had just come out of the emergency room. Her face was pale, and there were still tear stains on her cheeks. Jiang Fusheng helped her slowly sit down in a chair.

“It’s no use anymore.” Tang Wenwen shook her head and reached out her hand to Qin Xiaoyu.

Qin Xiaoyu rushed over and hugged her, and the two of them remained silent in sorrow.

Grandma Hanhan held on for a long time, but still passed away. Tang Wenwen was too frail to handle the funeral arrangements, so Jiang Fusheng took care of everything.

Qin Xiaoyu took over all the tasks that required Tang Wenwen's intervention. She had no feelings for Grandma Hanhan, but felt sorry for Wenwen.

The aunt was worried and kept a close eye on Tang Wenwen.

"Auntie, don't worry, I know what's important. I never wronged my conscience while she was alive, and now that she's gone, it's a relief. I'll prioritize the children." Tang Wenwen rested her head on her aunt's shoulder and closed her eyes.

After finishing their business here, Xiaoyu's stepfather and his family arrived to join them. Not wanting to linger too long, they boarded the train back to their hometown.

The Fu family consisted of three people, with Fu Yongnian and Fu Heng traveling together.

“I saw the report; it made you sound like a miracle worker,” Little Fish’s mom couldn’t help but laugh.

"Let them say what they want. It's all half-truth. You can't be too honest in business." Qin Xiaoyu knew her mother was referring to her background.

“Actually, it’s not entirely unfounded. It’s said that she has several powerful families supporting her. There are actually two: the Fang family and the Du family,” A Lei hurriedly said.

“The Fu family is one of them too.” Little Fish’s stepfather, who had been listening to their conversation quietly, suddenly added.

The little fish looked up at him, her eyes sparkling.

Two cars came to pick them up at the station this time. Qi Si wasn't there; his cousin's wife and Ge Da's wife were driving.

"Are all the women left in our family?" Qin Xiaoyu asked with a smile.

It's been several months since Qin Xiaoyu last left. The construction site has expanded significantly, and the fashion mall is now surrounded by buildings.

"Sister-in-law, business is good, right?" Qin Xiaoyu asked, gesturing with her lips as they passed Hengchang.

"It's doing great. Just like you said, we've expanded again. Customers are used to walking around here, haha." My cousin-in-law smiled and pointed to the original location of the Dafa Mall. "It's just a pity about this building. It's been empty all this time, and nobody dares to touch it."

“The price is right now, we can consider taking it over. Leaving it empty is a waste of resources.” Qin Xiaoyu knew that the price had been driven down to the lowest possible level, and Bai Weiwei had already served more than a year in prison. The commotion here would not have any impact on her sentencing. It was time to make a move.

"Alright, that's good to hear. I can get started now."

Instead of taking Qin Xiaoyu home, her cousin-in-law took them directly to the building where her maternal grandmother lived.

Qin Xiaoyu did not inform her family before returning home this time.

The car stopped at the intersection downstairs. After they got out, they saw several women chatting and picking vegetables in a pavilion not far away.

When their car arrived, it attracted everyone's attention. Private cars are not common these days, so Qin Xiaoyu's cars were particularly eye-catching and recognized wherever they went.