He Lanhuai unfolded the letter that the little boy had given him, and saw that it read: Dongdan Shuiyue is located in this small courtyard in the west corner of the city.

Below that sentence was a simplified, thumbnail-drawn map of the courtyard, drawn with remarkable realism.

"Go after that child!" He Lanhuai's brows furrowed and her heart skipped a beat, her expression changing drastically.

They chased after the little boy for three or four blocks, but couldn't find him anywhere.

"Brother, do you think this news is true?" He Lancai asked suspiciously.

“Whether it’s true or false, we’ll find out when we get there,” He Lanhuai said, waving his hand to call out to everyone, “Come on! Everyone, follow me to the west corner of the city to take a look.”

When He Lanhuai and He Lancai led a group of people into the villa.

Ji Fengyao and Dongdan Shuiyue were lying on two recliners in the courtyard, drinking tea and basking in the sun.

Her contented appearance and the fragrance of spiritual tea filling the courtyard stunned the group of people who rushed in.

What happened to the story that Miss Shuiyue was kidnapped?

What happened to Miss Shuiyue being a cripple whose golden core was destroyed, whose dantian was ruined, and who spent her days in tears?

Is it really okay for a kidnapped cripple to leisurely lie around drinking tea, chatting, and sunbathing with his kidnappers?

"What, now that Dongdan Yinxiang has moved into the He family, do you all completely disregard my existence?" Dongdan Yinxiang ultimately couldn't learn Ji Fengyao's thuggish mannerisms. She sat up straight, her eyes flashing with sharp daggers.

Ji Fengyao, however, lazily pursed her lips:

Sigh, this idiot, she can't even pretend to be cool, all she knows is to act like a spoiled young lady;

Given her current situation and capabilities, who is she trying to scare?

Upon receiving Dong Dan Shuiyue's sharp glare, He Lanhuai and his group felt that the world had returned to normal. They quickly concealed their shock and astonishment and said politely but not very respectfully, "Miss Shuiyue, we are relieved to see that you are safe and sound. It was Miss Yinxiang who sent us to find you and bring you back. Now, Guyue City is full of Miss Yinxiang's people."

Ji Fengyao raised an eyelid slightly: This He Lanhuai isn't stupid, is he? At a time like this, he still knows how to please both sides and doesn't flatter the powerful while belittling the weak.

Dongdan Shuiyue failed to understand He Lanhuai's "goodwill." She slammed her hand down on the small square table next to her, which contained tea, and smashed it to pieces. She stood up angrily and said, "What does she mean by this? Does she want to silence me before my father's men arrive?"

He Lanhuai: "..."

He Lancai: "..."

Ji Fengyao silently rolled her eyes and looked up at the sky. She had thought Dongdan Shuiyue was smart before, but now she was being slapped in the face!

Dongdan Shuiyue's shout brought the conflict between her and Dongdan Yinxiang into the open.

Once the conflict between the two cousins ​​escalates openly, He Lanhuai and others will inevitably be forced to take sides.

They clearly came with the intention of pleasing both sides, but you forced them to take sides on the spot.

Given the current situation, even a fool would know to choose Dongdan Yinxiang over Dongdan Shuiyue, who is practically useless and has already been kicked out!

Even if Dongdan Shuiyue's father might be difficult to deal with, distant water can't quench a nearby fire!

Dong Dan Wenhao's father was the head of the Dong Dan family on the Maple Moon Continent. If he died, wouldn't it be a pointless death? Could the head of the family wipe out his entire clan?

“Miss Shuiyue, you have misunderstood Miss Yinxiang. You were kidnapped by thieves in the middle of the night. Miss Yinxiang was just worried about your safety.” He Lanhuai weighed the matter for a moment and indeed sided with Dongdan Yinxiang.

Perhaps Dongdan Yinxiang will blame the He family for failing to protect Dongdan Shuiyue after her death.