Miss Jun's voice was originally soft and not loud, but when the voice stopped, the room became dead silent for some reason.

But Old Mrs. Fang and First Mrs. Fang felt their ears buzzing, their minds were in a mess, and many words were colliding in their hearts.

"You're talking nonsense!"

Liu'er, who was standing in the corridor, clearly heard Mrs. Fang's raised voice. Although there had been voices in the room before, they were all whispered, just like the casual chats in the past, without any momentum of quarrel.

Although the sound was short, it contained anger, resentment, fear and some complex emotions. Liu'er was too young to distinguish what it was exactly, but she knew that Mrs. Fang was angry and anxious.

I thought she could endure and pretend to be a good person. Liu'er pricked up her ears and tensed her body, waiting for the lady to call her for help.

Miss Jun's voice did not echo in the room. She said nothing but just looked at Mrs. Fang who stood up from the chair.

She was not tall among people of the same age, and looked even shorter when she was sitting, but Mrs. Fang, who was standing, felt that she was looking down at her.

There is some contempt, or perhaps pity, sympathy, and even some sorrow for each other.

These inexplicable and contradictory feelings made Mrs. Fang even more angry.

"Zhenzhen, you think too much." She held back her emotions and spoke word by word.

"You just don't think enough, or you don't understand, so you don't think about it anymore." Miss Jun immediately shook her head and paused, "Then you still don't think enough."

Old Mrs. Fang died of illness. Although the illness came very suddenly and violently, aging, illness and death are inevitable for people who eat all kinds of food. Some diseases come on without warning and are very severe. Some people die by falling down while walking, many die from sleep and cannot wake up. Some people may even be talking and laughing the moment before but die with just a cough.

Although they were suspicious at this time, they didn't think much about it.

Then Fang Nianjun also died, this time not from illness but from an accident. There was no peace north of the Yellow River and it was unpredictable when going out. Although the Fang family was rich and could hire many bodyguards with superb martial arts to guard the house, as the saying goes, a good dog is no match for a bad one, and the bandits who were so angry that they killed people and robbed them were really frustrating.

After Fang Nianjun got into trouble, the Fang family used money to persuade the government, and the government dispatched soldiers to wipe out the entire bandit group. The bandits confessed that the attack on Fang Nianjun was not an accident, but that they had planned it long ago and knew that the Fang family was rich, so they wanted to kidnap Fang Nianjun for money. The only unexpected thing was that Fang Nianjun had a lot of bodyguards, and those bodyguards were also very powerful, so both sides fought for their lives, and in the end the bandits who were asking for money forgot to ask for money, and the bodyguards also forgot to escape.

Although they were suspicious at this time, there was nothing to think about.

Then it was Fang Chengyu's turn. This time they knew clearly that they were being framed.

"But it was too late." Miss Jun said, "I was hit three times before I realized I was being beaten. I was already stunned and couldn't see anything clearly."

Old Mrs. Fang did not stand up, but clenched her hands holding the armrest.

"What you said makes sense," she said.

Mrs. Fang looked at her in confusion.

"Mother." She couldn't help shouting.

"It's not surprising that you think this way, whether it's a case of seeing a snake in a cup of wine or suspecting your neighbor." Old Mrs. Fang said, "But there must be a reason. Three generations of men in our family were murdered. Why? And why did the people who murdered our family do so?"

"It's either for revenge or for money," said Miss Jun.

Old Mrs. Fang smiled.

"People in the same business are enemies. Our Fang family runs a bank, and we do very well. In just a few years, we have surpassed so many banks in Shanxi. I guess every bank wants us to die. Our Fang family is rich. To the poor, rich people are enemies. How many people curse us to death in the dark night." She said, looking at Miss Jun with some kindness of an elder, "But, Zhenzhen, look, there are many businessmen in this world, and they are all living well, and new businesses are constantly opening. And those rich people are also living well, and more people are becoming rich."

Miss Jun looked at her without saying anything.

"So, this world is very dangerous, but not that dangerous." Old Lady Fang said earnestly, "You can't think that everyone in this world is a bad person and everything in this world is a conspiracy just because the Ning family broke the engagement and the Fang family didn't help you."

"But this is a conspiracy. Three of you have already died. Your Fang family is a man-made disaster, and man-made disasters must be solved by people." Miss Jun said. Her expression was calm but a little stubborn, like a sullen child. "That person is me."

Mrs. Fang suddenly felt like laughing, but luckily she stopped herself in time.

"Chengyu's incident was a man-made disaster, and the Fang family's incident was not a man-made disaster." Old Mrs. Fang said again, comforting the child with some patience.

She hasn't talked to her children so patiently in more than ten years. She is too busy and has no time to do such boring things.

"Grandfather and grandson, it's not a coincidence that all three of you died. Someone must have wanted to harm you." Miss Jun said stubbornly.

"My grandfather and his three grandchildren all met with disaster, but our Fang family didn't suffer bloodshed. Even if the male members died, our female members were still safe, and we were able to find sons-in-law and have children to carry on the family business. I have three granddaughters, and these three granddaughters can give me at least nine younger generations. With these nine younger generations, the Fang family can still flourish, and our Fang family business has not failed." Old Lady Fang said, "Then what is this man's intention?"

"Man-made disasters are man-made disasters. You just can't see what he is trying to do, not that he has no intention." Miss Jun said.

The patience in Mrs. Fang's eyes was gone.

"This is not a man-made disaster. It is God's will that our Fang family has achieved what it has today. No one can take it away except God," she said.

"What is God's will?" Miss Jun asked immediately.

"Oh my god..." said Old Mrs. Fang. As the word rolled over her tongue, she came to her senses and closed her mouth.

Because she moved too quickly and bit her tongue, the pain made her expression a little distorted and she broke out in a cold sweat. She looked at Miss Jun in shock.

Miss Jun seemed unaware of her misbehavior and snorted softly.

"There is no such thing as God's will. God is impartial. It's just human will pretending to be God's will." She said with stubbornness and a child's self-righteous arrogance.

Old Mrs. Fang smiled.

"That's true," she said. "But what do you want to do?"

Mrs. Fang felt that the atmosphere in the room suddenly changed. Although she couldn't put her finger on it, she had a vague feeling that something seemed to be said just now, just like when listening to a storytelling and there was a tense moment, but in the blink of an eye, Mrs. Fang's words turned a page.

The Fang family has a secret, but unfortunately, at that moment, Mrs. Fang came to her senses and did not tell it.

Miss Jun felt a little regretful, but at least she was able to confirm the matter and was sure that it was an important secret, which was enough.

The master said that people should not be greedy, as greed will only lead to indigestion, so he only let her learn one skill a year.

"I've said before, I can save my cousin, I want to save him," she said, "Don't you want your cousin to live?"

Her expression was also calm, as if this was what they had been talking about.