My whole family abuses me? Then I will abuse the whole family!

Cicadas are chirping in Guangming Garden, and the noise in the heat wave makes people feel irritated.

Fang Wanqing's eyes were red and swollen. She asked sharply, "You knew grandma would do this, right? Why didn't you stop her?!"

Wen Jing was immersed in her own thoughts. She came back to her senses when she heard the words. She took out the box the old lady gave her and opened it. Inside was some antique jewelry and a letter.

She held out the letter to her.

Fang Wanqing was stunned for a moment, then immediately took it and opened it to read.

On the letter paper, the word "atonement" was engraved in old and powerful handwriting, as if expressing endless apology and regret.

Fang Wanqing didn't understand, "Atonement? Atoning for what?"

Wen Jing picked up a kingfisher hairpin from the box and played with it. "During the Chinese New Year, she asked me to come over and talk to her alone..."

Time goes back to the evening of the third day of the Lunar New Year.

Wen Jing followed the servant to the old lady's yard.

The yard was not as brightly lit as usual. There was only one light on the corridor, and the surrounding environment was pitch black and a little eerie.

The servant closed the door quietly, and the sound of footsteps faded away on the stone floor.

Wen Jing looked towards the place where the light was on.

Under the light, the old lady was wearing the same exquisite and complicated Manchu dress as usual, sitting alone on the veranda, throwing fish food into the pond with her head slightly lowered, not knowing what she was thinking.

The last time I came, the koi in the fish pond were jumping around and scrambling for food.

This time the fish food floated on the surface of the water, dead silent.

The old lady came back to her senses from her reverie, raised her hand and beckoned, her voice echoing in the silence, "Come here."

The lights overhead made her eyes look like two black holes.

Like a female ghost demanding her life.

It feels even more eerie and terrifying.

Wen Jing was not afraid of these things at all. She walked over and sat opposite her with a smile on her face. "Why don't you turn on a few more lights?"

The old lady smiled, with deep wrinkles on her face, "You... are Lin Youyi's illegitimate daughter?"

The smile on Wen Jing's face froze, and a chill ran down her spine. Her eyes moved as she replied carefully, "The Lin family has given me a new life. I am Wen Jing."

The old lady smiled slightly and sprinkled a handful of fish food into the water. "Don't be nervous. The first time I saw you, I knew why you came to the Fang family."

Wen Jing swallowed, goose bumps all over her body, and her voice was a little wary, "Since you knew, why didn't you expose me?"

The old lady did not answer, but looked up at the starry sky that was cut into squares by the eaves.

The stars twinkled in her eyes like fireflies in the dark night.

After a long while, she took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"Did Huo Yinzhang tell you that she didn't know what Fang Hanchuan did with the steel plant's public funds?"

Wen Jing asked, "What did you do?"

The old lady's eyes fell on the undulating eaves of the house. "How much do you think this house is worth?"

Wen Jing understood instantly, her eyes turned extremely cold, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Did you harm the Lin family just for this broken house?"

The old lady's smile was bitter, tears flashing in the corners of her eyes, "It's not just the Lin family, there are so many lives in this house..."

A male voice suddenly rang out in the room, "Even those who are alive in this house are no different from those who are dead."

Fang Hanyong pulled the wheelchair out with both hands.

Under the dim light, his sunken eye sockets seemed like an empty abyss. He stared directly at Wen Jing, his tone as sharp as a knife: "Do you think that there is any difference between me living like this and being dead?"

Wen Jing moved her lips, but didn't know what to say.

Xu Ye asked the little ghost to find out about Fang Hanyong's legs. It turned out that when he was trying to protect his elder brother, he was beaten and his spine was injured, and his lower body was paralyzed.

She could not utter anything to comfort them.

The atmosphere fell silent.

The old lady put down the fish food in her hand, pushed the box on the table towards her, and signaled her to open it with her eyes.

Wen Jing looked up at her expression, then tilted her head back, stretched out her hand and carefully opened the box to look inside.

Inside was a box full of jewelry and a yellowed piece of letter.

She breathed a sigh of relief, as she had thought there would be poison or something inside.

"Why are you giving me these things? Do you want me to let go of my hatred?"

The old lady found her cautious actions funny for some reason, and said jokingly, "You think too much. These are not for you, but for Wanqing. She can't protect them, so I'll entrust them to you for safekeeping. You can exchange them for money or company shares, it's up to you."

Wen Jing: "Aren't you afraid that I'll embezzle it?"

The old lady didn't care at all. "If you want to swallow it, then swallow it. If you want to destroy the Fang family, I won't stop you. I support you."

"I'm old, and I don't have much time left to live. Wanqing and Yanling have never been involved in these grievances. I won't expose you. I just want you to protect them and let them live a carefree life."

Wen Jing's eyes flickered, and she threatened, "What if I don't want to?"

The old lady smiled and said, "You are willing."

Wen Jing pursed her lips and said nothing.

The old lady picked up the fish food again and sprinkled it into the pond, but her eyes were fixed on the nozzle in the fish pond.

The nozzle flashed a dazzling cold light under the dim light.

"Jiang Huarong is mine. She has everything you want. Just set up your plan. As for the rest..."

"The older generation should pay for their grievances."

When Wen Jing heard Jiang Huarong's name, her pupils constricted. Her mind worked rapidly and she quickly figured out the twists and turns.

"I just want to ask, were you involved in Director Lin's death?"

The old lady paused, turned her head and looked at her, her eyes a bit like she was looking at a fool, "Do you think...I want to buy this house back?"

Wen Jing: “….”

Suddenly I felt a little stupid.

Hiding his embarrassment, he also looked towards the pond, not understanding, "Where are the fish? Where did they go?"

Fang Hanyong on the side replied dimly: "They are all sleeping. When they wake up, they will die."

These cryptic words made Wen Jing's mind a tangled mess, and she had no idea what they were planning.

Forget it.

No matter what they are planning, it is definitely to harm the other three families.

After a long while, she held the box in her arms and said, "Okay, I promise you."

"It's getting late, goodbye." He got up and left.

When they reached the gate of the courtyard, the old lady reminded them, "Those who play with people's hearts will eventually be trapped by them."

"When it is time to make a decision, make it, and don't let it mess you up."

Wen Jing paused and looked back at her.

The old lady stood in the dim light, waved at her, and smiled with some relief, "Let's go, don't look back."

Wen Jing was horrified when she suddenly smelled a hint of gasoline.

I immediately understood what they wanted to do.

I felt a little heavy for a moment.

She wanted to say something.

What should I say?

she does not know.

Once again, I solemnly say goodbye.

"See you later..."

"No time limit."