After being sentenced to death, she came to her senses.

After going around in circles, we're back here again. Fang Xiaoran was speechless. On the surface, she held the old lady's hand and said with a wronged expression, "Grandmother, it's not that I'm unwilling to help, but that I can't. When Mother handed the key to me, she didn't say what it was for. Father just recognized it as the key to the Bai family's warehouse at a glance. But the Bai family has so many warehouses, who knows which one it is? What if there's nothing in the warehouse?"

Fang Xiaoqi, who was standing to the side, suddenly said, "Why don't you go to the Bai family and try it and you'll know?"

"Is Sister Sanqian planning to try them one by one? I wonder if Big Brother can wait that long?"

After saying that, Fang Xiaoqi turned to the old lady and said, "Moreover, since my maternal grandfather passed away, the Bai family has been fighting tooth and nail over the inheritance. Is Grandmother sure she wants the Fang family to get involved in this mess?"

Old lady: "..."

Unable to persuade Fang Xiaoran, the old lady eventually sent her away, citing a headache as the reason.

After stepping out of Ci'an Hall, Fang Xiaoran glanced at the old lady's residence, her eyes flashing with icy coldness.

Fang Xiaoran had just come out of the corridor when she bumped into Fang Zhengyong, who had come to pay his respects to the old lady. Just as she remembered, he was calm and reserved, with a dignified appearance and regular features. His brows revealed a hint of heroism. Even though he had a smile on his face, he still gave people a feeling of aloofness and indifference.

"Father," Fang Xiaoran bowed slightly to him in greeting.

She had suffered a lot in those years, practically crawling back to the Fang family from the mud. She had long forgotten basic etiquette and thus suffered cold treatment in the Fang residence. This time, Fang Zhengyong thought she would still not know to bow to him as usual, so he was somewhat surprised to see her bow humbly and respectfully.

Fang Zhengyong nodded. "Have you met your grandmother?"

"Well, I've seen it before."

"Then go back and get some rest."

Having said that, Fang Zhengyong turned and left.

He had only taken two steps when Fang Xiaoran suddenly called out to him.

"Father, do you still remember my mother?"

Fang Zhengyong paused, but did not turn around. Although only his back was visible, Fang Xiaoran could clearly feel his anger and shock.

Her mother was like a taboo in the Fang family; no one was willing or able to mention her. Fang Xiaoran didn't know if her mother left the Fang family with hatred, but at least she hoped to take her away from this quagmire.

The reason she chose to come back was not only because she had nowhere else to go, but also because she wanted to avenge her mother and clear her name.

However, the vast Fang family could not be her support, so in her previous life she had no choice but to choose Zhao Jin, which of course cost her her life.

"Qinglan, take your girl back." Fang Zhengyong still couldn't face Bai Qiqi, so he ordered Qinglan to take Fang Xiaoran away. Qinglan was in a dilemma and grabbed Fang Xiaoran's clothes to dissuade her in a low voice, but Fang Xiaoran broke free from her grasp and walked towards Fang Zhengyong step by step.

“I’ve been back for three months, and my father never asks me how I’ve been all these years, whether my mother is still alive, where she is now, why I came back, or why my personality has changed so much.”

"Father, do you still remember my mother? Do you remember how she looked when she traveled thousands of miles alone to marry into the Fang family? Do you remember why she left the Fang family back then..."

"Enough!" Fang Zhengyong interrupted Fang Xiaoran sharply. "I think you're still not clear-headed. Qinglan, take the Sixth Miss back. She's not allowed to leave the North Residence without my permission!"

Knowing this would happen, Fang Xiaoran revealed a cold smile.

"Father, don't worry, I will remember these things for you that you can't remember."

After saying those words, Fang Xiaoran turned and left, her back view exceptionally resolute. Only after she had gone far away did Fang Zhengyong turn back with a slightly lonely look, a complex emotion welling up in his heart as he looked at this unfamiliar daughter.

On the way back, Qinglan muttered under her breath, "Miss, why did you have to get angry with the master? We finally managed to lift your confinement, and now you can't leave the North Residence again."

Fang Xiaoran chuckled nonchalantly, "If we can't get out, then no one else can get in either."

Qinglan: "Hmm?"

Manchun Garden.

"I can't believe that even that old woman from Ci'an Hall couldn't get the key from that brat. She's lived to be so old, and she's just a useless piece of trash." Hearing that the old lady had failed to take the key from Fang Xiaoran, Madam Wang slammed her fist on the table in anger.

With spring just around the corner, if she still can't raise enough money, won't her grand wedding plans fall through?

Fang Menghe knew that her mother was troubled by this matter, so she said, "Grandmother is concerned about her reputation and will definitely not be able to bring herself to ask for it. Mother told me to go, and if it doesn't work, I'll just take it by force. Anyway, Father loves me and won't blame me."

"What are you trying to steal? Have you forgotten she knows martial arts? What if she hurts you?"

"Given her current sickly appearance, I'm not afraid of her at all. Besides, one hand can't fight four fists. If I bring some men, what can she do to me?"

Seeing that Fang Menghe was determined to snatch the key directly, Madam Wang shook her head anxiously, "No, if things get too big, people will think we are bullying an orphan girl, which will not be good for our reputation."

Fang Menghe said confidently, "Mother, don't worry, this matter won't get out. Besides, Beiju is so far away, and no one usually goes there. Who knows what happened to her?"

"But……"

Before Wang could finish speaking, Fang Menghe had already stepped out of the room.

Fang Menghe and her men rushed to the North Residence and broke down the door.

Hearing the commotion, Qinglan, who was wearing a veil, rushed over and stood in front of Fang Menghe, stammering, "Third Miss, our young lady..."

"Get out of my way! You've got some nerve, daring to block my path!" Fang Menghe angrily pushed Qinglan aside and strode into the room.

A strong medicinal smell immediately wafted over, causing Fang Menghe to cover her mouth and nose repeatedly.

This room is way too cold. Don't they usually light a fire? Fang Menghe wondered to herself.

The windows were closed, and even the bed curtains were drawn. What was Fang Xiaoran up to?

"Is that Third Sister?"

Suddenly a hoarse voice came from behind the bed curtains, and a frail, trembling figure could be vaguely seen through the curtains.

"You've become such a wreck after just a few days!" Fang Menghe sneered, slowly walked to the bedside, looked down at the person in front of her, and said arrogantly, "Yes, Sixth Sister, you really have a lot of face. I've come, and you don't even come out to greet me. What's the point of you staying in bed like this?"

Fang Xiaoran's voice trembled as she coughed and said, "It's not that I don't want to see you, but there's really no way we can meet. If you have pity on me, please plead with Aunt Wang to find Doctor Zhang to examine me."

"Are you sick?" Fang Menghe pulled back the bed curtains while the person in bed wasn't paying attention. Ziju, who was bringing in water, exclaimed in alarm, "Third Miss, you mustn't..."