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Jiang Muxuan spun his wheelchair to her side. "See my legs? Do you know why?"

Lin Yue: "..."

She turned her face away. "How...how would I know? Brother, I'm no longer a member of the Jiang family. It's perfectly normal for you all to become whatever you want, isn't it?"

Of course she knew that Jiang Muxuan's leg was broken, and she knew why, but how could she possibly admit that it was her fault?

If anyone's to blame, it's the Jiang family for being incompetent and failing to make them wealthy.

Jiang Muxuan wasn't surprised at all by her words; after all, he already knew how selfish she was.

"So how dare you say you're the sister of us three brothers? Sorry, I know you're shameless, but while you may be shameless, the Jiang family still has some sense of shame."

Lin Yue couldn't believe that these were the words her gentle and kind older brother, whom she used to know, had said to her.

"Big brother—you... Hmph, if you don't want to acknowledge it, then don't. What's so great about your Jiang family? I'll wait until the day you kneel down and beg me." After saying that, he turned and left angrily.

Seeing that the eyesore had finally left, Jiang Yuyan heard Lin Yue's boastful words, pursed her lips speechlessly, and muttered under her breath, "Truly—amazing, Miss Lin~"

Lin Yue staggered slightly, turned around and glared at her fiercely, then ran away without looking back, looking more like she was fleeing in panic.

A smile flashed in Jiang Muyi's eyes as he looked at Jiang Yuyan.

He really, really likes his younger sister more and more; she's just the way he likes her, and she has the same indomitable spirit as the Jiang family.

With no one in the way, Jiang Yuyan took the three brothers to explore the bustling city of Beijing.

Walking down the quiet street, still smelling of smoke, Jiang Muren looked around. "So, big cities aren't that different from our town after all. But big cities definitely have more people, and taller, more buildings. Thinking about it that way, it does seem different, hehe."

"Third Brother, actually there's no difference. It's all people and buildings. It's not as scary as you imagine, is it?" Jiang Yuyan said with a smile.

Jiang Muren nodded, "Sister is right, Third Brother is overthinking it."

It was his fault; ever since he learned he was coming to Beijing, he was so anxious that he couldn't sleep the night before he boarded the train.

Jiang Muren thought he had hidden it well, but his sister still found out. Hearing her words, he felt a warmth in his heart.

...

Lin Yue ran home and hid in her room, locked the door, and gritted her teeth, wondering what to do.

She couldn't let the Lin family know that Jiang Yuyan had come to Beijing, and that Lin Shiping—her own brother—had heard that he would be taking a vacation and coming back in a couple of days.

If he were to encounter Jiang Yuyan, she would surely repeat the same fate as in her previous life.

She'll be all alone, no one will listen to her explanations, and all they'll see is disgust and contempt. In the end, she'll die a miserable death in a deserted corner, and no one will know.

The thought of that scene made Lin Yue shudder involuntarily. She hugged herself tightly and shook her head frantically.

No, she didn't want to repeat the outcome of her previous life.

No, she absolutely refused. Her rebirth in this life was to reclaim everything that Jiang Yuyan had taken from her—everything that should have been hers, hers, hers…

What should she do? What's the best course of action?

Suddenly, Lin Yue stopped. She remembered that in her previous life, Jiang Yuyan knew a powerful backer, and it was because of that person that no one dared to provoke Jiang Yuyan.

If she could snatch Jiang Yuyan, that powerful backer, first and make her Lin Yue's future support, then she could do whatever she wanted to Jiang Yuyan, no, or even the Jiang family.

Lin Yue's eyes flashed with a manic light. The more she thought about it, the more convinced she became. She was determined to succeed in this matter.

How did Jiang Yuyan meet that powerful backer back then?

It seems so—

Lin Yue racked her brains but couldn't figure out how they knew each other. In her frustration, she kept slapping the ground, not even noticing that her hands were red and swollen from slapping.

Jiang Yuyan, unaware of her own thoughts, was being pulled along by someone, and she couldn't refuse.

"..."

Only when they arrived at a dilapidated courtyard house did the old man release Jiang Yuyan, turn around, and push open the door to go inside.

Before going in, he glanced back at Jiang Yuyan, who was hesitant, and his words were enough to make Jiang Yuyan obediently follow.

A frail old woman came out of the courtyard. "Old man, come back—" Seeing the person following behind her husband, she widened her eyes, jogged over, and before she could speak, she had already started wiping away tears.

Jiang Yuyan was at a loss. "Master's wife, don't cry, I'm fine, really... Teacher, please comfort her, she's crying..."

That's right, the person who suddenly pulled her over on the street was Jiang Yuyan's mysterious teacher, Qi Ming, who taught her medicine and whose family had made their fortune in medicine for generations, along with his wife You Lian.

Qi Ming sat down with a straight face, ignoring her words.

Jiang Yuyan had no choice. "Master's wife, please stop crying. Don't you want to know where I live now? And how my biological family treats me?"

The master's wife scolded her, stopped her tears, and laughed, "You child, you haven't changed at all, you still talk so funny. Alright, sit down and tell me, you have no idea how worried your master and I were when we found out you were kicked out of the Lin family."

Qi Ming snorted, "This girl is stupid. She's been treated so badly, and she doesn't even come to tell us. What's the point of talking to her? Let her continue being stupid." After saying that, he continued drinking his tea, looking very angry and unwilling to talk to her.

However, Jiang Yuyan knew that this old man was all talk and no action; otherwise, he wouldn't have done something he would never have done before to pull her over.

He said he was ignoring her, but he kept a close eye on her every move, his ears perked up.

A smile flashed in Jiang Yuyan's eyes. She deliberately sat down next to her master, sighed, and silently drank her tea.

The master's wife glanced at the old man, then at Jiang Yuyan, and knew that the two of them were once again trying to see who would back down first. She sat on the other side of the old man and smiled without saying a word.

"..."

The room was completely silent.

Jiang Yuyan lowered her head, sighed inwardly, looked up at the old man, and muttered softly, "Old man, you're really something—"

"Ahem!"

Jiang Yuyan immediately sat up straight and fawned over her by pouring tea, "Master, is your throat sore? Here, let your disciple pour you a cup of tea to soothe your throat."

"Hmph, so you're not calling me an old man anymore? I just heard someone say—"

"Ahhh, Master, you're so petty. Uh, no, I mean, Master, please don't hold it against your unfilial disciple. It's all my fault. I didn't explain things to you clearly in time."

"Hmph, you know that too? He's been gone for so long without sending a single letter. I, Qi Ming, was starting to think that my disciple, whom I had finally managed to take on, had disappeared or died somewhere."

Jiang Yuyan felt ashamed; the old man was quite angry.

No longer daring to make excuses, she quickly told them about her current situation in the Jiang family and the reasons for leaving the Lin family.

"...That's how it is. I brought my older brother here for leg treatment, but unfortunately, the doctor isn't here. We'll have to go back tomorrow to find out."

With a loud "bang," Qi Ming slammed his hand on the table, startling Jiang Yuyan so much that she almost jumped up.

"Master? You're so angry? You wouldn't be thinking of killing your disciple, would you?"