"Xingchu, now that you know Ji Fuying's whereabouts, the task of killing her is entrusted to you. Can you do it?"

"Aunt Lan, I promise to complete the mission." Xing Chu made the promise resolutely. For her, this was not just an opportunity, but a new beginning.

Ji Yan and Fu Xiao have completely abandoned her. If even Aunt Lan refuses to accept her, then she will truly have nowhere to go and no way out. Therefore, she must handle this matter well.

Ji Lan had the same thought. Only someone who is desperate and in dire need of a way out will do everything in their power. Especially given Xing Chu's resentment towards Ji Fuying, she was the one who wanted Ji Fuying dead even more than herself.

The Ji family's daughter can only be her. What right does Ji Fuying, a lowly bastard who should have died long ago, have to take her place? And she even dares to dream of marrying the Ji family's most outstanding heir. Keep dreaming.

And Lu Qing and Xia Changhuan, I said I would make you regret it for the rest of your lives, and I meant it. Since you value this daughter you just found the most, then she is doomed to die.

And that little girl, she is Ji Yan and Ji Fuying's biological daughter, and also the most likely link between the Ji family and the Lu family, so she cannot be let go either.

"Ji Yuan, I want the entire Ji family under your control. I will send people to help you. If you are still just as incompetent, then don't blame me for abandoning you without any regard for our aunt-nephew relationship."

"Aunt, I understand." Ji Yuan lowered his head, his voice becoming much deeper.

“Min Yue, that child is still in Country A. I need you to take advantage of Ji Yan’s distraction and find a way to kill her.”

"..." Although she had killed many people in her life, this was the first time she had killed a three-year-old child. Could she do it? "Aunt Lan, I understand."

"Okay, you can all go down and do what you're supposed to do."

Xing Chu glanced at Min Yue defiantly, then was the first to walk out. When had she ever won against her?

"Minyue..." Ji Yuan could tell that she was not in a good mood and was about to call her back, but she had already turned and left.

There was nothing he could do; he didn't want to stay and face his scheming aunt, so he could only stride after Min Yue and leave together.

After the three people left, Ji Lan called softly to the screen behind her, "Fu Rong, come out."

As soon as he finished speaking, a man with an aloof expression walked out from behind the screen. He had a pair of dark brown eyes, and his gaze was both cold and clear.

"Aunt Lan," he called softly, then stood aside and said nothing more.

Ji Lan seemed somewhat used to his cold attitude, so she didn't say anything more and asked him to sit down in the chair next to her.

"How has Grandpa Fu been lately?"

"Something's not good."

"Oh?" Ji Lan put down her teacup, staring intently at him. "You've finally managed to harden your heart?"

"If he hadn't always favored my elder brother, I wouldn't have ended up like this." A faint smile finally appeared on his face, but the corners of his lips curled up with a hint of wickedness.

The two brothers grew up together. Although they were equally capable, the old man underestimated him and gave everything in the Fu family to his elder brother.

Is that fair to him?

Ji Lan laughed a few times before comforting him, "That's the right way to think. Not everyone in this world can be called family. Those who are ignored should fight back. You did a great job."

Ji Lan gradually recalled the past. If her so-called relatives hadn't refused to help her fight for her, she would have married the man she deeply loved, had children with him, and lived the life she wanted most.

But what did they do? They imprisoned her without even asking what happened, and later sent her abroad and wouldn't let her go back.

The most ridiculous thing in this world is family affection.

Looking at the almost deranged Ji Lan, Fu Rong understood that she must have had a similar past, which was why she hated her relatives so much.

She had already reached a point of no return, but his grave mistake had not yet been made. Was he really going to become the next Aunt Lan?

He needed to go back and think it over carefully. "Aunt Lan, I'll go back first, lest something happens when my brother goes back."

"Go."

Watching Fu Rong's departing figure, Ji Lan sighed regretfully, "You're still too soft-hearted. You won't achieve anything great if you're like this. Let Aunt Lan give you a hand."

Qingyue Garden.

Ji Fuying sat on the swing with a blank expression. A gentle breeze lifted the hem of her white skirt, and tiny white particles fell from the sky, making her look like an angel who had mistakenly descended to earth.

She reached out in surprise and caught a few snowflakes. "It's snowing! The weather has changed. Why don't I remember it?"

This feeling of complete mental blankness left her feeling helpless. How could she quickly recover her memories?

When Jiang Yunshen found Ji Fuying, this was the scene he saw. He could tell from her expression that she was struggling with her memories again.

But is having memories really a good thing for her?

Now everyone is searching for her. If she leaves him, can she survive?

That's right, he has already roughly guessed her identity. There are many people looking for her now, but can she, who has lost her memory, tell who is good and who is bad?

If someone else has another chance to take advantage, will he be able to save her a second time?

He dares not take that risk, so Ji Fuying, you are now only Lu Qing, and can only be Lu Qing.

Only by getting rid of the identity of Ji Fuying can you live peacefully. I know you must be very angry that I deceived you, but I really have no other choice.

Perhaps there are other selfish motives as well. I can't deny that I seem to have developed different feelings for you.

By this time, the snow was falling more and more, and the plum tree had already begun to turn white.

Jiang Yunshen walked towards Ji Fuying, bent down in front of her and smiled faintly, "It's snowing. You're not fully recovered yet. Let's go inside."

Ji Fuying was a little reluctant to leave because she quite liked the feeling of being soaked in the snow, but Jiang Yunshen's worried look made her feel embarrassed to refuse.

"All right."

She jumped off the swing and walked inside. The further she walked, the deeper her sense of loss became. She felt like a caged canary. When would she be able to spread her wings and fly to the vast blue sky?

Ji Fuying had just returned to the living room, holding a cup of warm tea in her hands. Before she could even bring the tea to her lips, a sweet female voice suddenly came from the doorway.

"Yuwei, I will definitely take my cousin out today, don't worry."

Another voice, filled with undisguised joy, said, "Thank you, Qiaoqiao. I'll bring you a gift as a thank you another day."

"Hey, we're like family, no need to be so polite." Xie Qiaoan smiled and refused her gift, after all, she genuinely hoped that Xia Yuwei and her cousin could be together.

The two walked into the hall together, and Xia Yuwei immediately saw the woman sitting on the sofa and asked in surprise, "Qiao Qiao, who is she?"