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"Lies! It's all lies!" Lady Feng's shrill voice suddenly shattered the silence. She pulled Shen Ruolan behind her and glared coldly at Luzhu. "A lowly maid like you, slandering your mistress to save your own skin? Someone! Drag her out and give her twenty strokes!" Two servants stepped forward at once. "Wait." Gu Mingxuan said only one word, and everyone stopped. He looked at Lady Feng coolly. "Madam Shen, the matter hasn't been made clear yet. Rushing to punish the witness hardly seems…-
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After that night, a heavy atmosphere settled over the Shen household. Shen Ruolan was taken back to her own courtyard, and nearly all her servants were replaced. Luzhu was kept for now for further questioning, Nanny Zhao was held separately by my father, and Lady Feng was ordered to stay in her rooms and not deal with the matter on her own. But I knew it wasn't over. Lady Feng would not let her daughter take the blame so easily. Sure enough, the next morning she sent word that after a night of terror,…
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Three days later, the Old Master of the Xue family, Yifeng's grandfather and the only one in the house who still held the final say, summoned all his descendants to the ancestral hall. The white-haired old man sat in the grand chair, his gaze sweeping over each of them before coming to rest on Yifeng. "Yifeng, you've come back." The old man's voice was low and hoarse, neither happy nor sad. "How were these ten years on the frontier?" "By heaven's mercy, your grandson has returned alive." Yifeng bowed…-
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To "welcome home" his newly returned nephew, the Second Master threw a grand banquet in the garden, inviting the town's most distinguished guests. On the surface it was a reconciliation. In truth it was to throw dust in everyone's eyes. Yifeng accepted, knowing full well it would not be a peaceful meal. In the middle of the feast, the Second Master personally raised a cup of wine and brought it to him. "Nephew, you've suffered for ten years. Today let's drain a cup together, uncle and nephew, and put all…
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The three days set for the inventory of the estate finally came. The entire Xue family gathered in the ancestral hall. The Old Master sat in the seat of honor, his expression grave. The Second Master and Madam stood to one side, their faces showing panic they could no longer hide. Yifeng stepped into the middle of the hall, holding the old letters and the true account books, his voice echoing through the ancestral hall. "Honored Grandfather, today your grandson has come not only to reclaim the estate,…
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The Xie mansion sat on a hill overlooking the whole city, glittering at night. Yirou walked in clutching her old suitcase, feeling like an intruder in a world that wasn't hers. "Your room is at the end of the hall," the housekeeper, Mrs. Lin, said gently. "The young master said you don't need to do anything. Just live here like a guest." "A guest can't stay forever," Yirou thought, but she still nodded her thanks. The first night, she couldn't sleep. Not because of the unfamiliar bed, but because of the…-
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Yirou kept her old accounting job. She refused any financial help from the Xie family, accepting only the agreed amount to cover her mother's hospital bills. Mrs. Lin was amazed. No one had ever walked into this mansion without holding out a hand for more. One afternoon after work, a downpour came out of nowhere. Yirou stood under the awning of her office building, watching people hurry across the puddles, and remembered something her mother used to say: "If you're caught in the rain without an umbrella,…
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That night, Xie Yushen took Yirou to a small house tucked away in an old alley, the complete opposite of the luxurious mansion on the hill. "This used to be my home, before my father remarried and joined Baishun," he explained, opening the door. The yellow light fell over old belongings that had been carefully kept. "Three years ago, when I was hospitalized after a car accident and my father was away on business abroad and couldn't make it back, it was your mother, Mrs. Tang, who took care of me for a…
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This year's Golden Sound Awards had taken over an entire stretch of central Shanghai. In front of the Jinhuang Hotel, cars crawled in like a slow river of black metal. Every time a door opened, hundreds of flashes fired at once, so white that for an instant no one could see anyone's face. On the red carpet, the stars passed through that blaze of light at a carefully calculated pace: not so fast that they lost the good shots, not so slow that it looked deliberate. The name called out most that night was…-
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Li Mingcheng had died two years ago of a stroke, in his private office, at nine in the evening. For three years, Ruoyu had kept a relatively peaceful place for him in her memory: a dry, often disapproving father, but disapproving in the way of someone who wanted to protect her. The signature in the accident file pushed him out of that place. Why had he signed an agreement connected to his own daughter's accident? Why had he been the one to ask the police not to widen the investigation? How had he known…
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