After Black Moonlight revealed her true feelings, everyone panicked.

After Lu Sijian finished speaking, the room fell silent.

Mu Liangyue's eyes were slightly moist, and although she tried her best to hide it, her voice was still a little choked up, "Miss Lu, this is what I should do."

Lu Sijian sighed inwardly.

[She probably felt wronged, right? After all, the suspect should be the one condemned the most, but public opinion only pushed her into the spotlight.]

Anyone could have condemned her at the time, even though she hadn't done anything truly heinous.

She harbored no resentment, nor was she filled with malice like some others. Instead, she actively sought to repay kindness and make amends. Yet, despite all that she did, people like Lou Xiao and Lu Lingjun remain oblivious.

The debt of gratitude is too heavy; over the years, hasn't it been suffocating her?

Lu Lingbai was speechless. You know you're suffocating her, yet you still have the heart to take advantage of her?

“I’ve always felt that nothing in this world is ever a given. Saving you was my choice, not yours,” Lu Sijian said gently. “So you don’t need to carry such a heavy burden on your shoulders; it’s too much for you.”

Mu Liangyue was deeply moved. "Miss Lu, I know, but I don't feel it's hard work. It's my choice to repay you."

“Silly girl, I’m all better now. You’ve already repaid my debt of gratitude.”

Mu Liangyue sniffed. "I'm so glad you've recovered, but I can never repay the debt of saving my life."

Miss Lu's kindness strengthened her resolve to continue repaying her debt of gratitude.

"She's lying again!" Zhao Ke couldn't help but want to swear. Others might not know, but he knew it best.

That day, Mu Liangyue wanted to plead for Sister Ye, but Lu Sijian, who was clearly pressuring Sister Ye, said some high-sounding words.

The expression on her face when she deceived Mu Liangyue back then was exactly the same as it is now.

He Wenyuan's eyes widened: "Liang Yue, she did it on purpose, don't believe her!"

He clearly wanted Lu Sijian to owe Mu Liangyue forever, so how come it's the other way around now?

Is this act of saving her life ever going to end? Does this mean she'll have to keep Liang Yue in the shadows for the rest of her life?

He Wenyuan was extremely anxious, hoping that Mu Liangyue would come to her senses and not fall for his tricks.

Lu Sijian turned to look at him: "I'd like to ask you, why are you so deliberately trying to sow discord? First, you insisted on having me compete with Liang Yue in playing the erhu, and now you're spreading rumors that I bullied Liang Yue. What exactly are you up to?"

Her tone was calm and unhurried, but her questions were sharp.

Everyone's attention turned to He Wenyuan again. After all, the parties involved had shaken hands and made peace, so He Wenyuan's jumping around was indeed quite suspicious.

"Enough! Can't you eat in peace?!" Old Mrs. He slammed down her chopsticks.

Regardless, it was wrong of Lu Sijian to make things difficult for her precious grandson.

She grew angrier the more she thought about it. "I think you didn't come here today to celebrate my birthday, but to cause trouble!"

Several relatives of the He family sat together whispering.

"I knew I shouldn't have invited her. The old lady valued her, so she invited her, but she's causing trouble like this."

“She looked down on us before, but now that she sees the Lu and Lou families doing well, she doesn’t care about the He family anymore.”

"Today is the old lady's birthday. This is not meant to embarrass her."

"How can a junior act like this, bringing bad luck on such a joyous occasion?"

Lu Sijian nodded in agreement: "Yes, He Wenyuan, how can you be such a junior? You're deliberately trying to bring bad luck on your grandmother's big day!"

He Wenyuan was furious: "Lu Sijian!"

That's too much! Everyone's clearly talking about you!

Grandma He was so angry that she clutched her chest and swayed as if she were about to collapse.

"If my grandmother gets sick from anger, can you take responsibility?" He Wenyuan hurriedly helped the old lady up.

"Clang!" Lu Sijian "accidentally" knocked over the candlestick on the long table and weakly held her forehead.

[Heh, you're old and weak, and I'm sick and disabled. You act like you can't act.]

"Miss Lu!" Mu Liangyue was terrified and turned pale. She rushed over to support her. "Are you feeling unwell anywhere else?"

When she realized that feigning illness was not working, Old Mrs. He's face darkened.

He Wenyuan was furious: "She must be faking it. The doctor said she's fully recovered!"

“But the doctor also said that her body is too weak and she can’t drink alcohol,” Mu Liangyue retorted, looking at He Wenyuan seriously. “Miss Lu is not in good health, you shouldn’t have forced her to drink that glass of red wine.”

How did this become his fault? He Wenyuan was furious.

"Let me do it." A hand reached out and took Lu Sijian's arm from Mu Liangyue's.

Lu Lingjun said calmly, "It's common knowledge that my sister is in poor health. Even if you're joking, there's a limit."

After saying that, he apologized to Old Madam He and He Zhilong, "We meant no offense. We will leave now and wish the old lady a long and happy life."

Some people tried to smooth things over and persuade him to stay, but he ignored them, glanced at Lu Lingbai, and the three siblings left directly.

Mu Liangyue hesitated for a moment, then apologized and chased after him.

She was somewhat worried about Lu Sijian, and also somewhat worried about Lu Lingjun.

He Wenyuan had never been so frustrated. He was so angry that he swept the bowls and plates in front of him onto the ground.

This is really outrageous, especially with so many guests present.

"You bastard, who are you taking your anger out on?" He Zhilong couldn't hold back and slapped him.

"You dare hit him? I wouldn't even lay a finger on him!" Seeing her beloved grandson being beaten, Grandma He immediately burst into tears.

The He family banquet was in complete chaos.

-

"Young Master!" Mu Liangyue called out as she chased after him.

Lu Lingjun remained silent with a sullen face until he noticed his younger sister moving in his arms, at which point he stopped.

"Ah Jian?"

"Big brother, I'm alright." Lu Sijian struggled to stand up straight. "Liangyue seems to be calling you."

The two stopped and waited for Mu Liangyue to step forward before Lu Lingjun spoke calmly, "Is there something you need?"

Mu Liangyue pursed her lips. "Young Master, you've drunk so much, I'm worried your stomach might be upset. I have some hangover medicine here..."

"No need," Lu Lingjun refused.

Lu Sijian accepted it, saying, "Thank you for the hangover medicine. I was feeling a bit dizzy."

She winked at Mu Liangyue, indicating that she would persuade Lu Lingjun to take his medicine, which put Mu Liangyue at ease.

Lu Lingjun noticed their expressions but didn't say anything.

The driver brought the car over, and the three siblings got in. Mu Liangyue took a few steps back and watched them leave.

Lu Lingbo stared blankly at the receding street scene outside the car window for a moment, until his phone vibrated a few times and a message came in.

Mu Liangyue had instructed him to cook a bowl of soup for Lu Lingjun when he got back.

He replied to the text message, and suddenly remembered how anxiously Mu Liangyue had tried to explain herself earlier. As if possessed, he sent her a text message.

Lu Lingbo: [Liangyue, did Baolin tell you that Ajian wanted to eat Xishan bamboo shoots?]

【How did you know?】 The message was quickly retracted, and a while later, Mu Liangyue replied again.

Mu Liangyue: [Sorry, Brother Lingbai, I didn't dare to say it just now because I was afraid of causing trouble for Baolin.]

Lu Lingbai was completely stunned.