Siheyuan: At the beginning, I can integrate everything!

Xu Damao's gruesome state of convulsing and vomiting blood in the mud pit could not hold Lou Xiao'e back for even a moment.

She even felt that the stench emanating from Xu Damao's body from the dry toilet had polluted the air in the front yard of the courtyard.

Lou Xiao'e frowned slightly, and surrounded by bodyguards, she was about to cross the passageway of the central courtyard to find Zhang Huaimin.

A figure wearing a faded blue cotton-padded jacket suddenly emerged from the shadows of the passageway.

"Xiao'e... Xiao'e!"

Qin Huairu was holding a large, rough porcelain bowl, which was half-filled with cooled boiled water.

Her eyes were red, and two tears were still stuck in the corners of her eyes.

She stood trembling in front of Lou Xiao'e, looking pitiful and worn down by life.

Two tall, burly bodyguards in black glared at her and instantly stepped forward, blocking Lou Xiao'e's path like two black iron towers.

"Step back! What are you doing!" the bodyguard shouted coldly.

Qin Huairu shrank back slightly at the sight, but then she thought of Lou Xiao'e's luxurious Rolls-Royce and the wooden box full of US dollar notes that she had just been holding.

Qin Huairu's greed and jealousy overcame her fear.

This is the female CEO of a multi-billion dollar conglomerate!

If even a tiny bit of it leaks out between her fingers, it'll be enough for the Jia family to eat and drink for years!

Besides, she and Lou Xiao'e hadn't really fallen out back then in the courtyard.

On several occasions when Xu Damao beat Lou Xiao'e, she even pretended to go up and say a few words of advice like "harmony brings wealth."

Isn't this just the way neighbors treat each other?

"Xiao'e, it's me, Sister Huairu."

Qin Huairu held the bowl of cold water, trying her best to make her voice sound sincere and humble.

"You must be thirsty after coming all the way back from Hong Kong, right? I don't have anything special here, but I brought you a bowl of clean water to soothe your throat."

Her eyes were filled with tears, as if she had really seen her long-lost younger sister.

Lou Xiao'e stopped in her tracks.

She looked coldly at the woman in front of her, who was once known as the "most beautiful widow in the courtyard," through the bodyguard's shoulder.

The years and the weight of life have long etched their marks on Qin Huairu's face.

But the underlying cunning and calculating nature remained unchanged.

"Qin Huairu".

Lou Xiao'e did not take the bowl of water; her voice was flat and without any inflection.

"Is there something you need? I'm very busy."

Seeing that Lou Xiao'e didn't respond, Qin Huairu cursed inwardly, "What's with the airs?"

But his face looked even more sorrowful.

"Xiao'e, I know you're a big boss now, but you also know about my family situation."

As Qin Huairu spoke, tears streamed down her face.

"Dongxu left us too early, leaving us, a widow and her children, as orphans."

"My mother-in-law's hands are crippled again, and now she can't even do needlework."

She paused deliberately at this point, her tone becoming extremely sorrowful.

"The worst off is Bang Geng! That kid has a hard life. After this accident, he's lost his mind and has become an idiot."

"I'm a woman, supporting this whole family, and we're barely able to afford food..."

As Qin Huairu sobbed, she looked at Lou Xiao'e with eyes full of expectation and pleading.

The meaning couldn't be clearer.

You're so rich now, even a single hair of yours is thicker than our waists. Shouldn't you help out your former "good neighbor"?

She used to have Sha Zhu under her thumb like this.

She was confident that as long as she cried miserably enough, she could always evoke some sympathy from others.

"Are you done talking?"

Lou Xiao'e listened quietly to Qin Huairu's tearful account, her expression remaining unchanged.

There was no sympathy, no pity.

There was only a hint of mockery and deep disgust.

"Qin Huairu, do you think that after being away from this courtyard for more than ten years, my brain has gone out of shape?"

Lou Xiao'e took a small step forward, her eyes blazing as she stared intently into Qin Huairu's eyes.

"Were you nice to me back in the compound?"

Lou Xiao'e let out a cold laugh, her laughter full of sarcasm.

"Your so-called 'being good to me' means that every time Xu Damao beat me, you hid on the sidelines and watched the spectacle, and then after he finished, you hypocritically came to advise me to swallow my anger?"

"Your so-called 'being good to me' is just you teaming up with your wicked mother-in-law to spread rumors that I'm a 'barren hen' so you can show off that you can give birth to a son?!"

Every word Lou Xiao'e spoke.

Qin Huairu's face paled a little, and the hand holding the water bowl began to tremble uncontrollably.

She never expected this.

Lou Xiao'e actually remembered these trivial matters so clearly!

"besides!"

Lou Xiao'e's voice suddenly rose, and her tone became extremely sharp.

"Back when your mother-in-law tried to seize Huaimin's house, and your son Banggeng tried to steal Huaimin's things."

"Why don't you feel sorry for them? Why don't you think about helping each other?"

"Now that your Jia family is ruined and everyone is dead, it's because Heaven has eyes! It's retribution for your wicked deeds!"

"You still have the nerve to stand here and beg for money from me like a pitiful victim?!"

boom!

Lou Xiao'e's scathing and merciless rebuke was truly scathing.

It was like a series of resounding slaps, landing hard on Qin Huairu's face.

She completely shattered her carefully cultivated "pure and innocent" mask!

The neighbors who had been watching the commotion nodded in agreement when they heard Lou Xiao'e's words.

"Boss Lou is right! Qin Huairu is a bloodsucker!"

"They used to leech off Sha Zhu, and now that he's made a fortune, they want to leech off Hong Kong businessmen too. They're shameless!"

"They deserved to end up like this!"

He listened to the pointing fingers and mocking laughter of his neighbors.

Qin Huairu felt an unprecedented sense of humiliation and despair welling up in her heart.

Her last shred of dignity was trampled underfoot by Lou Xiao'e, leaving not even a trace.

"Xiao'e...you...how could you say that..."

Qin Huairu tried to argue her point and reached out to grab Lou Xiao'e's sleeve.

"Push her away! Don't get my clothes dirty!"

Lou Xiao'e's eyes turned cold, and she gave the order without hesitation.

"yes!"

The bodyguard captain did not hesitate at all.

He stretched out his powerful hand, seemingly with just a light wave.

"Ouch!"

Qin Huairu let out a gasp.

Her frail body was like a leaf swept up by a strong wind.

The bodyguard pushed him so hard that he stumbled back several steps.

The large, rough porcelain bowl in his hand fell to the ground with a "crack" and shattered into pieces.

Half a bowl of cold water, along with the muddy water on the ground, splashed all over her faded trouser legs.

"thump!"

Qin Huairu lost her balance and fell heavily onto the cold, muddy floor of the passageway.

She stared blankly at the shards of porcelain scattered on the floor.

Watching that woman she once looked down upon now walk past her with an unassailable queenly aura.

They didn't even spare her a second glance.

A deep sense of powerlessness and frustration completely shattered Qin Huairu's psychological defenses.

"Waaaaah..."

Qin Huairu collapsed onto the muddy ground, covered her face, and cried in despair.

The cries contained humiliation and regret, but even more so, a deep fear of a future shrouded in darkness.

She knew this, in this courtyard house, in this city of Beijing.

Qin Huairu truly can no longer swindle a single penny.

Lou Xiao'e ignored Qin Huairu's cries.

She walked straight to the door of the east wing and looked at the handsome young man who was already dressed in a black trench coat.

"Huaimin, let's go."

Lou Xiao'e's cold expression vanished instantly, replaced by a gentle, even respectful, smile.

"The registration of the branch office in Hong Kong has been completed."

"Those arrogant old-school capitalists in Hong Kong have already received their invitations and are waiting to see us make a fool of ourselves."

Zhang Huaimin smiled slightly and casually tugged at the collar of his trench coat.

"Watching a joke?"

"Then let them wash their necks and prepare the funds."

Zhang Huaimin's eyes were deep and sharp, as if he had traversed thousands of miles to see the dazzling night view of Victoria Harbour.

"Let's go to Hong Kong and teach them what a real 'dimensional reduction attack' is."

Escorted by two special bodyguards.

Zhang Huaimin and Lou Xiao'e walked out of the courtyard house side by side.

I got into that extremely eye-catching Rolls-Royce Phantom.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the convoy drove away from Nanluoguxiang smoothly and imposingly.

They headed straight for the Capital Airport.

A business storm is about to sweep across the entire Hong Kong Island business community and even shake the global capital circle.

The event has officially begun!