On a stormy day with strong winds, Lu Jiajia was finally released from prison and taken home by Zhang Guixiang.

After trudging through the mud back into the house, Zhang Guixiang took out a brazier, lit the firewood inside, and made her step over it.

"What's going on here?" Lu Jiajia was speechless. Her short hair and gaunt face made her look a bit dull. Her clothes from five years ago looked very loose on her.

Zhang Guixiang had a smile on her face, but her full head of white hair made her look even more haggard than Jiajia: "Now that we're out, let's be good people, forget the past, and start over."

She felt a little awkward looking at Lu Jiajia's face, but after all, she was her own daughter who had suffered so much. If she didn't care, no one else would.

Lu Jiajia didn't say much and stepped over the fire pit as she was told.

At this moment, Zhang Guixiang took a long willow branch, dipped it in Buddhist water that she didn't know where it came from, and patted it on her body.

He was muttering incantations as he hit.

"I advise you not to wander around, the scenery at home is still the best, you're not a true hero until you've climbed the Great Wall, once you get out of prison, all your bad luck will be gone, you'll come back after your rehabilitation, the girl at home is still the best, work hard and make money, you'll have a house and a car..."

Looking at the bare walls of her home, which hadn't been renovated in over a decade and was so old it looked terrible, Lu Jiajia felt a pang of sadness.

Before she could feel sentimental, Zhang Guixiang started pulling off her soaking wet clothes and making her change into new ones.

"You're still wearing the old style. Put this batwing shirt on."

As he spoke, he gathered the old clothes together and threw them into the brazier.

After going through this process, Lu Jiajia was able to completely say goodbye to the past and step into a new life.

"Okay, watch some TV, I'll go cook. I've already told your two older brothers to come home for dinner."

As Zhang Guixiang went into the kitchen, she was still muttering to herself:

"My sister's out of prison, and she didn't even say she'd pick her up. Sigh!"

Lu Xiuwen has made money in the past two years, bought his own house, and moved out.

Lu Xiuwu moved into Qiuya's house and opened a motorcycle repair shop. He lived a peaceful and happy life and had a two-year-old child.

Lu Jiajia sat down on the sofa with a blank expression and turned on the TV.

The television was the old 14-inch black and white one, which could only receive a few channels; the rest were just static.

Unfortunately, the local television station was broadcasting news about Lu Wanqing.

The five-star hotel, a landmark in the area, hosted a group of foreign investors and held a large-scale signing ceremony.

The scene was incredibly lively, and Lu Wanqing, as the hotel owner, was in the limelight.

Her impeccably tailored business attire, coupled with her unblemished, fair and delicate face, made her look even more radiant than a movie star.

A row of people were taking pictures, and she was the most dazzling one.

Lu Jiajia gripped the remote, her heart, liver, spleen, and stomach aching all over, and she turned off the TV.

Hmph, whoever laughs last laughs best!

More than an hour later, the meal was ready, and her two older brothers returned.

The previous warmth has faded; they now treat each other like mere relatives.

Lu Xiuwu held his daughter and told her to call him "Auntie".

The little girl was quite quirky and clever; perhaps because it was her first time meeting Lu Jiajia, she refused to call out to her.

Lu Jiajia's face turned ashen, and she suddenly stuck out her tongue at the girl, which frightened the little girl so much that she burst into tears.

Lu Xiuwu and Qiu Ya quickly comforted their daughter, occasionally glancing at Lu Jiajia with disgust.

I was thinking about how to comfort my sister who had just been released from prison, but now I have nothing to say, only lukewarm concern.

Lu Xiuwen and Yu Lili returned carrying large bags and small packages, all of which were tonics to give to Zhang Guixiang.

"Jiajia, when you come back, behave yourself and don't do anything unnecessary. Or, I can arrange a job for you!"

Lu Xiuwen fiddled with his mobile phone without lifting his eyelids as he spoke to her.

Lu Jiajia crossed her arms and sat back on the sofa: "Never mind, thank you for your trouble. I'll make my own arrangements."

Seeing that he had a mobile phone, he reached out and said:

"What are you holding in your hand? I saw you holding this when you first came in."

"Oh, this is a mobile phone, it can make calls. This one costs more than ten thousand yuan, and our boss got it from Dongguan. You can't even buy one here."

Lu Xiuwen boasted.

"Then let me borrow it." Lu Jiajia's expression softened somewhat, and she moved closer to him, insisting on using it.

Having no other choice, Lu Xiuwen had to teach her how to fight.

Surprisingly, this time it actually worked.

A foreigner's broken Mandarin came from the other end of the line.

Lu Jiajia was overjoyed and took her mobile phone to make a call away from everyone else.

"Hurry up and tell me, phone calls are expensive." Lu Xiuwen regretted lending her his cell phone.

When Yu Lili saw this, she rolled her eyes at him.

After finally waiting for Lu Jiajia to finish her call and come out, Yu Lili quickly put away her mobile phone.

By this time, everyone was already sitting at the table, and the little girl had started eating because she was hungry.

"Alright, come and eat, we've been waiting for you." Zhang Guixiang hurriedly invited Lu Jiajia to sit down.

Before anyone could say anything, everyone started eating.

Everyone ate quickly, and no one spoke.

Zhang Guixiang had no choice but to break her silence and tell her two sons to take better care of their younger sister in the future.

“Jiajia, I run a motorcycle repair shop now, and I don’t have any special skills. I can help you ask around about finding a job, but don’t get your hopes up too high,” Lu Xiuwu stated his position.

He tried to help, but was powerless to do so.

Moreover, he had a lot of opinions about Lu Jiajia's previous behavior. The only reason he could sit down and eat with her calmly now was because of the bloodline suppression.

Lu Xiuwen glanced at Lu Xiuwu and smiled slightly.

"They've already said they don't want us to bother, so there's no need for us to make a fool of ourselves. But let me make this clear: I work for Wenwan Group now, so if you do anything that's detrimental to the group or to Lu Wanqing in the future, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Zhang Guixiang sensed the veiled meaning in his words and quickly tried to smooth things over:

"Xiuwen, Jiajia has been reformed and won't cause trouble anymore. We know our own limitations and won't do anything reckless."

As he spoke, he patted Lu Jiajia's arm and said, "Say something, just say that you won't provoke Lu Wanqing again."

Lu Jiajia sneered. What kind of people are these? They can be bought off just because someone gave them a little benefit?

Where is your backbone?

"Mom, you guys eat, I'm full, I'm going out for a walk."

She didn't respond to Zhang Guixiang's words, but instead put down her chopsticks and walked out of the house.

Looking at the bustling streets, a scene of prosperity, she suddenly felt homeless...