After a blind date, a wealthy heir asked me to marry him.

The next morning.

After having breakfast early, Lu Shiyi and his wife set off to return to their hometown.

Fu Cheng was driving.

After hearing his wife's phone call yesterday, and combining it with the information He Ze had helped him investigate, he already knew about 70-80% of the details about their hometown, even though his wife hadn't told him any.

Regardless of their current relationship status, in Fu Cheng's view, as long as Lu Shiyi is his wife for one day, he will not ignore her affairs.

He would never allow anyone to harm his wife, otherwise it would be a slap in the face to Fu Cheng.

No one in Nanshi has ever dared to do that!

Although those people don't know his identity, he has his own methods. After all, Fu Cheng never fights a battle unprepared...

On the way, Lu Shiyi, sitting in the passenger seat, gazed out the window at the scenery that was gradually changing from lush to desolate, and fell into deep thought.

The trivial moments of her life from childhood to adulthood flashed through her mind like a movie.

Her happy childhood was given to her parents, whom she loved most and who loved her most. However, almost all the hardships mixed in with her happy childhood came from the Lu family.

Even though the two families had long since severed ties...

All sorts of unwarranted belittling and insults, the domineering bullying from Lu family members of the same generation, and the endless deliberate harassment—all of these things...

She couldn't understand why those so-called 'relatives' would harbor such malice towards her family, as if they were born to be superfluous.

The severing of ties between the two families seems to have only severed kinship, but it has not reduced their malice in the slightest. In fact, it has given rise to even greater hostility between them.

Now, it's the same group of people who are eagerly coming to claim kinship, and judging from their attitude, they're determined to do so, regardless of whether you want to or not.

It seems that in their eyes, if you are weak and alone, you deserve to be bullied...

Lu Shiyi stared gloomily out the window, wondering what kind of vicious faces the people she was about to face would have.

But she knew only one thing: she would never allow anyone to harm her family in the slightest.

She used to rebel when she was a child, and now that she is independent, she will do so even more.

At this moment, Fu Cheng, who was driving, glanced at the passenger seat, turned his head to look at his wife who had been silent for a long time outside the window, and broke the silence in the car.

He asked in a calm tone, "Have you figured out how to deal with that family?"

Lu Shiyi's wandering thoughts were instantly pulled back to reality by her husband's gentle voice, and at the same time, the gloom in her eyes was also quickly hidden in her eyes.

She joked in a gentle tone, "Didn't we agree yesterday? You would keep them in check, and I would handle the verbal battle."

Fu Cheng frowned, and said in a slightly indulgent tone, "Be serious and answer properly."

Lu Shiyi turned to look at her husband, composed herself, and said, "To be honest, I believe my verbal skills and fighting ability are no match for theirs, but I can't guarantee that I can't fight four people alone! After all, the Lu family has dozens of people, and I don't know how big their force will be..."

Upon hearing this, Fu Cheng raised an eyebrow slightly, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "So you're indirectly asking me for help?"

After hearing this, Lu Shiyi immediately waved his hand and said, "That's really not the case. Even if you were added, it would just be another mouth and two hands. It wouldn't make any difference at all."

Fu Cheng: "..."

He wanted to ask, is the only way to fight against others to resort to insults and violence?

Before he could speak, his wife changed the subject and said, "Although I don't need your help, my solution is thanks to your inspiration."

Fu Cheng raised his eyebrows again and said, "Oh, really? Tell me about it?"

Lu Shiyi glanced at her husband, rarely seeing him so curious and ask questions. She stopped there, and said mysteriously, "You'll find out when the time comes."

Fu Cheng: "…………"

This was the first time he had even a slight understanding of what it felt like to be interrupted halfway through a sentence.

The inspiration Lu Shiyi mentioned was what her husband had told her last time: if you understand human nature, you will naturally have a way to deal with it.

However, while she was thinking about how to deal with the situation, she was unaware that the person she was dealing with had already arrived at her door.

Lujia Village, in the most remote corner of the village.

There stands a two-story self-built house with relatively new brick and tile exterior; this is Lu Shiyi's old home.

At this moment, in the courtyard of the house, Mr. Lu was sitting on a stone bench near the gate, smoking one cigarette after another, head down and silent.

Not far from his door, several of his Lu brothers and nephews stood, making it quite a grand affair.

The leader was Lu Deli, the second son of the Lu family, who was also Lu's father's younger brother.

Dressed like a nouveau riche boss, with a briefcase tucked under his arm, he stood diagonally opposite Mr. Lu, his legs strutting around, his eyes full of impatience.

It is said that he made a small fortune in the door and window business in Nanshi and even bought a house in the city. He usually lives in the city, but he came back these past two days specifically for matters in his hometown.

Standing next to him was his eldest son, who had only been working for a few years and was said to be working for a large company in Nanshi, where he was doing quite well.

Lu Deli pulled up his briefcase, which was about to sag under his arm, and spoke in a tone that seemed to be persuasive, but carried a clear sense of forceful coercion.

“Brother, although our two families have severed ties, I still respect you in my heart, which is why I call you brother. But how can you be so heartless? No matter how many of your brothers, nephews, and nieces have worn down your doorstep, you refuse to acknowledge any of them. You are cutting our hearts out with a knife!”

"Besides, do you think we're doing this for ourselves? Isn't it all for your sake? Think about it, you're getting old and have no sons. In the future, won't you have to rely on your nephews for your old age and funeral arrangements? I really don't understand what you're so stubborn about..."

Father Lu sat on the stone slab, his brows furrowed, remaining silent until the cigarette between his fingers burned out and burned his fingers. Only then did he wearily bend down, place the cigarette butt on the stone slab beside him, and slowly say:

“Deli, I know exactly what you’re thinking. You don’t need to use these empty words to pressure me. If you had truly cared about family ties and considered my feelings back then, you wouldn’t have driven my husband and me to such a desperate situation! Besides, we wrote it down clearly in black and white in front of the whole village, stating that my Lu Defeng family and the Lu family had no further connection. Now you want to go back on your word and try to pin this unjust accusation on me. Is this how you bully people?”

After finishing speaking, Mr. Lu stood up unsteadily, pointed at the so-called relatives in front of him, and said angrily:

"And what's the meaning of you coming here today with all this fuss? Are you taking advantage of me, an old man, because I have no one to rely on?"

Lu Deli hadn't expected his older brother to openly break ties with him. His face quickly fell, and he glared at him fiercely...