My younger brothers are so fierce!!! I'm clearly the eldest brother!

Fu Chengyan stepped in, followed by his assistant. The assistant placed the gift box in the corner of the living room, turned around, and went out again, repeating this process three times.

Jiang Ning peeked out and almost burst out laughing. Bird's nest, cordyceps, sea cucumber, ginseng, donkey-hide gelatin, and all sorts of tonics he couldn't name, each packaged in a festive way, red and gold, piled together like visiting relatives during Chinese New Year.

Jiang Guanqing was stunned for a moment, "This is..."

"An apology." Fu Chengyan's expression remained unchanged. "The Fu family's lack of discipline has caused trouble for classmate Jiang Ning. This is a small token of the Fu family's apology."

Jiang Yan's gaze darted back and forth between Fu Chengyan and the pile of apologies, her brows furrowing slightly, sensing that something was amiss.

Jiang Yan and Fu Chengyan hadn't had much contact, so she hadn't noticed yet. Gong Bolin clenched his fists. Damn it, if you didn't know better, you'd think it was an apology, but if you didn't know better, you'd think it was a betrothal gift. He was apologizing to Jiang Ning and buying her a bunch of stuff that would make her nose bleed for seven days and seven nights.

Gong Bolin stood up, walked behind Jiang Guanqing, and leaned on the back of the sofa with one hand, "asserting his sovereignty".

Fu Chengyan and Gong Bolin locked eyes, and lightning crackled in the shadows, out of sight of the naked eye.

Fu Yushu twisted his hands together and whispered a reminder from behind, "Uncle..."

Fu Chengyan snapped out of his daze, his voice several degrees colder than before, "Apologize to classmate Jiang."

Fu Yushu took two steps forward, walked up to Jiang Ning, bowed to her, and said, "I'm sorry."

Jiang Ning had a smug smile on her lips. She leaned forward and deliberately said, "Huh? What did you say? I didn't hear you."

Fu Yushu took a deep breath and raised his voice a few decibels, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have spread rumors about you cheating without any evidence."

Jiang Ning glanced at Jiang Zhuo, who gave her an OK sign, and nodded in satisfaction. "Oh~ you mean this? Didn't I already forgive you at school?"

Fu Yushu's face flushed red, and he gripped the hem of his clothes tightly as he angrily retreated behind Fu Chengyan.

Fu Chengyan looked at Jiang Guanqing, his tone incredibly gentle, "Guanqing, I raised Yushu, and I am responsible for his mistakes. This time, it was my fault for not disciplining him properly, and I apologize to you and classmate Jiang Ning."

Jiang Guanqing's fingers tightened slightly as he held the bag of Chinese medicine, and he subconsciously shrank back into the sofa. "President Fu, you're too kind. This is just a matter between children; it's best to clear things up. As for the things, you should take them back."

"It's just a small token of my appreciation." Fu Chengyan's gaze towards Jiang Guanqing was incredibly profound.

Gong Bolin tightened his grip on the back of the sofa, then suddenly leaned down, took the bag of Chinese medicine from Jiang Guanqing's hand, tore the small opening in it wider, inserted a straw, and handed it back to Jiang Guanqing. "Baby, the medicine is getting cold, drink it quickly."

Hearing the words "baby" loudly, Jiang Guanqing's face flushed. He had clearly promised not to shout it anymore, but now he was shouting it in front of his younger brothers and Fu Chengyan, and so loudly at that.

Jiang Guanqing glared at Gong Bolin angrily, then obediently lowered her head to drink the medicine. However, because she was angry, she didn't put the straw on the back of her tongue, and the bitter taste made her whole face scrunch up.

Upon hearing the term "baby" and seeing the familiar manner between the two, Fu Chengyan clenched his fists.

"Is Guanqing feeling unwell?"

Jiang Guanqing finished all the Chinese medicine in one go, and then drank a little less than half a cup of water before stopping. "I don't feel unwell, just a bit of a cough."

Fu Chengyan frowned slightly. "Have you seen a doctor?"

Jiang Guanqing shook his head slightly, "It's nothing serious, and Xiao Yan is a doctor, thank you for your concern, President Fu."

Fu Chengyan noticed Jiang Guanqing's increasingly distant attitude towards him. After sitting for a while, he dejectedly got up to take his leave. Fu Yushu felt as if he had been granted a pardon and followed closely behind Fu Chengyan.

After seeing off the Fu family uncle and nephew, Jiang Ning immediately connected the camera to the computer and started transferring photos, looking like she was about to do something naughty.

"Third Brother," Jiang Ning suddenly called out.

"Look at this! The angle at which Fu Yushu is bowing is amazing! Can I make it into a meme?"

Jiang Zhuo leaned over for a look, "Do it if you want, but don't tell anyone."

Jiang Ning pursed his lips. He knew the law and wouldn't spread it. What he wanted was Fu Yushu's weakness, not his own.

Damn it, Fu Yushu has a lot of unflattering photos of him on his phone. Seriously, so what if he's the student council president? He's been watching me all day long, even taking pictures of me eating spicy snacks in the classroom during morning exercises.

-

Nam Yoon-ah stared at the constantly refreshing negative comments on her phone screen, her nails digging deeply into her palms. In just a few hours, she had lost nearly 170,000 followers, and her manager had made over a dozen calls, all from the company, questioning and pressuring her.

Nam Yoon-ah looked up at the data panel in the air. Her luck value had dropped to 46. If it dropped any further, everything she had now would vanish.

The number of books handed to her has decreased significantly in recent days, and all the luxury brands she had previously worked with are terminating their contracts one after another, even though they used to beg her to cooperate and endorse them.

Jiang Guanqing's current luck value: 88

The emotional value of Jiang Yan and his brothers:

Jiang Yan: 98

Jiang Zhuo: 94

Jiang Huai: 93

Jiang Ting: 92

Jiang Ning: 89

Nam Yoon-ah was so angry that she trembled all over when she saw the high numbers. With the current capabilities of the system, it could no longer affect these people.

What should I do? Nam Yoon-ah's mind raced, her gaze fixed on the number starting with 8 in Jiang Ning's name, and the corners of her mouth suddenly turned up.

"Heaven's will is on our side. With Jiang Guanqing's current luck, he shouldn't die so easily, right?"

The "Heavenly Dao" system responded coldly, "Yes."

Nam Yoon-ah laughed and said, "Then let's do the same thing and send him into a car accident."

"Jiang Ning travels between school and home every day. With so many cars on the road, it wouldn't be unreasonable for an accident to happen."

Nam Yoon-ah admired her newly done manicure and slowly began, "Last time in the car accident, we indirectly saved Jiang Ning. If we hadn't tipped off Jiang Guanqing, how could he have arrived at the right place and saved Jiang Ning so conveniently?"

"Tiandao, check the detailed data of that car accident three years ago. I heard the driver who caused the accident was sentenced to three years. He should be released soon, right?"

The "Heavenly Way" system acted swiftly, immediately retrieving the information of the driver responsible for the accident.

Name: Zhou De, Age: 52, Served a three-year sentence, and was released two months ago after serving his full sentence.

Psychological assessment data: severe depressive tendencies, collapsed social support system, weak sense of morality, and extremely easy to manipulate.

Nam Yoon-ah looked at the psychological assessment section and nodded in satisfaction. It was like a pillow being delivered just when she was sleepy.