She got pregnant after the swap marriage, and the scumbag's family regretted it so much they cr

Qin Hui was clearly lost in memories.

He slowly backed away until he reached the armchair, where he stumbled and fell down.

Lu Huan glanced at Gao Yan, who gestured for her to calm down.

Then Qin Hui slowly began to speak: "Back then, Lu Chengde was just a lowly slave sold to the Cheng family. Later, he gained the master's favor and slowly climbed to the position of a minor steward."

At the time, the master originally planned to find a husband for his eldest daughter, perhaps he had a bad feeling then. Among many people, he chose Lu Chengde, who had never been to Yanjing before, and after the two got married, they moved from Jinling to Yanjing.

How dare he betray the Cheng family!

The last few words were practically squeezed out between Qin Hui's teeth.

Lu Huan sighed: "People leave and things change, but there's nothing I wouldn't dare to do."

Aside from the Tian, ​​Wang, and Qin families, haven't the other eight families forgotten how they made their fortunes?

Qin Hui could not refute these words, but only he knew how he felt inside; it must have been unpleasant.

He sat there with his head down, not uttering a word. After a long while, he stood up as if he had made up his mind, put the deed back into the wooden box, and engraved the name on the slip of paper into his heart.

"I will send someone to investigate the people listed here!"

"Lord Qin, our enemy may be involved with the generals in the Daning Prefecture garrison. Your men must be careful to ensure their safety while investigating. Don't expose yourselves to the enemy before you've gathered any information."

"Don't worry, Miss, I understand. The grain shop has connections in Daning Prefecture. As long as they are careful, they shouldn't be discovered."

"I have no worries about entrusting it to you. By the way, I came here today to pick up some things. I would like to trouble Uncle Qin to send someone to take me to the storeroom."

Qin Hui's brows were furrowed, and he looked preoccupied. His mind was in turmoil; scenes from the past played back and forth in his mind like a spinning revolving lantern, giving him a terrible headache.

He had no choice but to hand Lu Huan over to his daughter: "Bizhu, you go with Miss."

Lu Huan also instructed Gao Yan: "Ayan, wait for me here for a moment. I have something to give to Uncle Qin."

"Go ahead, I'll wait for you here."

Lu Huan and Qin Hui's conversation hadn't been deliberately kept from Gao Yan, and he had heard it all. He never imagined that the downfall of the once-wealthy Cheng family of Yanjing City was orchestrated by a garrison commander.

No wonder Huan'er didn't agree to him going to the garrison!

Gao Yan had never been so eager for power, so that he could protect Lu Huan under his wing and prevent anyone from harming her.

The thought he had previously avoided resurfaced in his mind.

Gao Yan was in a state of great distress in the main hall, while Lu Huan and Bi Zhu had already arrived at the storeroom in the front yard.

The small storeroom where Lu Huan stored his things was a separate storeroom that Qin Hui had specially set aside. No one except Lu Huan was allowed to open this storeroom, including himself.

Bizhu unlocked the storeroom lock, quite pleased with herself: "Young Miss, Father entrusted me with the key to this storeroom. I keep it close to my body; no one can take it!"

Looking at Bizhu's round face, Lu Huan couldn't help but smile slightly.

He pinched her cheek and said, "You can wait for me at the door."

If Lu Huan wanted to tamper with the warehouse, he certainly wouldn't let Bizhu come in with him.

Fortunately, the three wooden crates weren't completely full. She rearranged them and repeated her trick, lining the bottom of all three crates with gold bars.

Only then did he call Bizhu in and show her the scene he had set up—the decorations that had once filled the wooden boxes had now been moved out and placed on the ground around them.

Sunlight streamed into the storeroom through the open door. Everything else was familiar to Bizhu, except for the gold bar on the wall of the box, which shone dazzlingly in the sunlight.

"Young Miss, where...where did this come from?"

Lu Huan showed no remorse for lying: "It was left to me by my mother, and I've always kept it very well hidden."

Bizhu had no doubt about her former master, nodded, and began to help Lu Huan move the gold bars out.

"Miss, are you taking this back? Should I get you a box to pack it?"

"This is not what I'm taking away; it's meant for your family and the Wang family."

Bizhu lost her balance and almost fell headfirst into the large wooden box that was half her height.

She carefully placed the two gold bars she was holding on the ground before standing up, exclaiming loudly, "Young Miss! What are you giving these to my father for! With this money, you might as well use it to renovate the house you're living in now!"

"From childhood to adulthood, when have you ever lived in such a shabby house?"

Lu Huan secretly grimaced in her heart.

Bizhu had never seen the Gao family's mansion in Jinling in her previous life—it was even smaller than the current mansion, with the whole family of five, including Ziyao, crammed into a small courtyard.

She grabbed Bizhu's flailing hand and said, "You don't need to worry about this. You'll definitely need my help in the future!"

"Thank you, Miss!" Bizhu was still getting used to returning to the Qin family and not having to serve Lu Huan every day. Hearing her say this, she breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought the young lady no longer needed me!

"I'll go call Father over!" With that, Bizhu skipped and hopped away.

Lu Huan shook his head helplessly, but he could understand. After all, Bi Zhu was still a young girl who had just come of age, and she was naturally lively. After returning to her own home, she no longer needed to hide her true nature.

She glanced at the empty space in the storeroom, her eyes flickering, but she made no move. She had only brought three large wooden crates with her when she arrived, barely enough to hold the gold bars. If she were to conjure up another hundred pounds of fruit, even a fool would know something was amiss.

While Lu Huan hesitated, Qin Hui followed behind Bi Zhu and arrived.

Bizhu wanted to give her father a fright, so she didn't tell Qin Hui in advance why Lu Huan wanted to see him.

Qin Hui even mistakenly thought something was missing from the warehouse, and when he walked in, his forehead was covered in sweat.

Looking at the small tower made of gold bars stacked on the ground, knee-high, his outstretched fingers trembled slightly.

"You...you tell me, where did this come from?"

Lu Huan immediately realized that Bi Zhu was being mischievous again. She glanced at Bi Zhu, who returned a sly smile.

"Uncle Qin, this is something my mother has always treasured. I brought it out when I returned to my parents' home on the third day after my wedding. You two families should follow my instructions and move back to the south. I can't let you lose money for nothing."

Take these and divide them with Uncle Wang!

"I..." cannot accept this.

Before Qin Hui could even refuse, Lu Huan stopped him: "Uncle Qin, if you want to come with me and find the culprit behind the Cheng family's downfall, you must accept this gold bar! Otherwise, I won't tell you anything else!"

Qin Hui sighed deeply: "It's all because this old servant is incompetent!"

Lu Huan had corrected Qin Bo's self-reference many times, but he just wouldn't change it, leaving Lu Huan feeling helpless.

"Uncle Qin, even my maternal grandfather was powerless to reverse the situation back then, let alone you. This is the helplessness of merchants. With Shen Wansan as an example, the Cheng family will not be the last."

As for those who hide behind the scenes and secretly profit, I will not let them get away with it!