"Mother is back?" She said she would go to the Qin residence today.

"In response to Second Miss, Madam has also just returned, only a step ahead of you and Third Miss."

"Um."

With a faint reply, Shen Qiyin headed straight for Old Madam Shen's courtyard.

The Shen family was not a particularly noble or wealthy family, so their mansion was not large. Although each person had their own courtyard, it was only a small space, barely enough to make a show of their status.

But only Madam Shen's Zhuijin Hall, so exquisite and luxurious, stood out from the rest of the mansion.

The courtyard features a small bridge over a flowing stream, clusters of flowers, and picturesque views at every turn, making it a place one can linger in.

Upon entering the hall, a refreshing fruity aroma wafts over you.

All sorts of toys, porcelain vases and ornaments, everything imaginable, filled the room to the brim, dazzling the eyes.

However, being greedy and wanting more can seem a bit vulgar.

In the very center of the couch, leaning against the seat was an elderly woman, plump with a slightly wide face, her neatly styled hair adorned with jewels, each one of considerable value.

It was none other than the matriarch of the Shen family, Madam Yang.

She was reprimanding Madam Shen, who was kneeling on the ground, with a livid face. When she got to the point of getting agitated, she picked up the teacup next to her and smashed it.

Madam Shen instinctively raised her hand to block it. Although she was not hit, the tea in the cup was still hot, and it scalded her hand red.

The teacup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. The broken porcelain shards splashed around Chen Qiyin's feet, but she didn't look at them. She kicked them away and walked straight to the center of the room.

"Greetings to Grandmother."

"How dare you greet me!" Old Madam Shen was already furious, and seeing her only fueled her anger: "What sins did our Shen family commit in our past lives that we have you two, mother and daughter, as jinxes in this life!"

"The autumn air is cool and dry, so it's understandable that my grandmother gets irritable sometimes, but I don't know what it's about?"

"Hmph! It's all because of your good mother!" Old Madam Shen said, glaring fiercely at Madam Chen. "She said she had a way to get your father out, and she spent three thousand taels of silver to pull strings, but in the end, she didn't get him out, and she lost every last penny!"

After saying that, she turned to Madam Shen and questioned her again: "Tell me! Where did you put all that silver?"