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On the other end of the phone, Gu paused for a moment and asked, "Ms. Wen, is my mother... really still alive?"

"...You didn't go?"

Wen Qi was stunned.

"I went to the address. There were guards there, but I found someone to sneak in and check everything carefully. I didn't find anything unusual."

Wen Qi rubbed her forehead: "So, you suspect I'm lying to you?"

"No, Miss Wen, I didn't suspect you. I just... I just wanted to ask you, where did you get this information?"

Gu Ting didn't suspect Wen Qi because he was afraid she would be deceived.

"..."

Wen Qi was speechless.

What was she supposed to say?

Gu Ting's ending was also quite tragic. In a few years, he would be tricked by his father and forced out of the company he had worked so hard for.

Everything in the Gu family was inherited by his wicked younger brother.

His mother, who has been imprisoned for years, has not committed suicide and has endured the hardship all because of Gu Ting.

Gu Ting died without ever seeing his mother again. By the time they were reunited, he had already turned into cold ashes.

"Let's set a time to meet."

Thinking of this, and considering that Gu Ting had helped her before, Wen Qi decided to lend him a hand.

Gu Ting was pleasantly surprised: "I'm available anytime, Miss Wen. When do you have time?"

"Okay, I'll contact you when I'm free."

"Okay, I'll wait for Miss Wen's message."

Wen Qi hummed in agreement.

I hung up the phone.

Wen Qi tossed her phone onto the bedside table.

The most important thing right now is to subdue the Lu family first, and then we can talk about other things.

A good night's sleep; when you're in a good mood, your dreams are sweet.

In her dreams, she saw the Lu family completely under her control, crying and begging for mercy.

In the morning, Wen Qi was woken up by the phone ringing as usual.

I took out my phone, squinted at the screen, and saw an unexpected number.

She thought the old man could hold on for a few more days.

They can't sit still anymore; their willpower is lacking.

He slowly pressed the answer button.

"Qiqi, where are you now?"

As soon as the call connected, Wen Guodong's slightly aged voice came through.

Wen Qi, still half-asleep, said, "Get to the point."

Wen Guodong: "Do you know how much this has caused online? Why are you getting involved in the Su family's affairs?"

"I don't know. If you're curious, go contact the Su family yourself. Don't come here and question me without any evidence. Is my character really that bad in your eyes?"

"This has nothing to do with character. The second branch of the Su family said so, it's impossible that it has nothing to do with you."

"If that's how you think, there's nothing I can do." Wen Qi scoffed. "Want to know what I'm going to do? Guess for yourself."

Wen Guodong retorted angrily, "I don't care where you are right now, get back to the Wen family immediately."

Wen Qi raised an eyebrow: "It's a clear price: five percent of Wen's shares for each trip back."

"you……"

Wen Guodong's voice became shrill.

"If you can't afford it, stop whining. It's pointless."

"you……"

Before Wen Guodong could say anything more, Wen Qi hung up the phone.

What is that?

There was one person in the Wen family who, in his old age, actually developed a little conscience.

According to the timeline in the book, his health is now very poor.

In another month, it will be time to go.

On his deathbed, he had a moment of conscience, but Wen Changming intercepted it and tricked Wen Qi badly.

This time, it's her turn to screw over the Wen family.

After washing up, Wen Qi slowly walked downstairs.

As soon as I reached the bottom of the stairs, I smelled the aroma of food.

Looking down, wow—

The entire Lu family was sitting peacefully at the dining table, already eating.

Wen Qi's good mood vanished instantly.

At the dining table, Grandpa Lu, Lu Zhenhua, Wang Cui, and Wen Wen saw Wen Qi standing at the bottom of the stairs.

His already pale face looked even longer.

The maid was carrying a tray when she came upstairs.

Breakfast was placed on the tray.

He happened to be face to face with Wen Qi, who was coming downstairs.

Wen Qi glanced at it: "Whose is this?"

"This is for the young master." The maid stepped aside.

Wen Qi laughed and raised her hand to overturn the food in the servant's hands.

"Splash—"

The food was all spilled on the floor, and the soup was splashed all over the stairs.

The maid gasped and pressed herself against the wall, too afraid to move.

Grandpa Lu, Lu Zhenhua, and the others at the dining table all stood up instantly upon seeing this scene.

Grandpa Lu pointed at Wen Qi, wanting to say something, but the words caught in his throat.

Wen Qi straightened her clothes, swayed her slender waist, and walked downstairs with an elegant posture.

Step by step, I walked towards the dining table.

Her steps were neither hurried nor slow, and a faint smile graced her face.

Yet it carried a powerful sense of oppression, making the Lu family members feel uneasy all over.

Grandpa Lu, Lu Zhenhua, Wang Cui, and Wen Wen just watched Wen Qi walk over, none of them daring to say a word.

They were genuinely afraid deep down.

Wen Qi walked to the dining table and stopped.

"Wow, this is quite a feast!"

I glanced down at the breakfast on the table—

With a sudden jerk of her hand, she flipped the entire dining table over with a crash.

The breakfast, porridge, and steamed buns on the table all flew out.

It has an extremely strong deterrent effect.

On the ground, on the wall, and on the bodies of Old Master Lu and Lu Zhenhua opposite—

Old Master Lu's clothes were stained with porridge, and a fried dough stick was hanging on his head...

Lu Zhenhua's face was covered in porridge, dripping everywhere.

Wang Cui and Wen Wen were so frightened that they didn't care whether they were compatible or not. They almost hugged each other and backed away repeatedly.

Wen Qi clapped her hands: "Eat my ass!"

Grandpa Lu tapped his cane loudly: "Wen Qi, what exactly do you want?"

"I haven't even sat down at the table yet, how dare you ask for food? Do you even know what manners are?"

"You still have the nerve to talk about rules? You... you're simply..."

"You have the nerve to act like an old man, but what do I have to be ashamed of? I'm just too easygoing and haven't set any rules for you. You're just pretending I don't exist and trying to isolate me, aren't you?"

Grandpa Lu clutched his chest and backed away repeatedly.

"dad."

Lu Zhenhua rushed to help him up.

Old Master Lu: "Send me back to my villa. I can't bear to see her for even a moment longer."

"Alright, alright, I'll have someone take you home right away." Lu Zhenhua called towards the door, "Butler, have the driver prepare the car."

Butler Fang glanced into the hall.

He shook his head and went out, saying something like, "The world has changed."

Wenwen wanted to leave too, but she didn't dare.

Wang Cui also became much more docile. After being beaten repeatedly, she didn't dare to say much in front of Wen Qi.

Wen Qi sat on the sofa and began assigning tasks.

Wang Cui went to grind coffee by hand.

Wenwen cleaned up the mess on the floor.

The two exchanged a glance, neither daring to object, and each went about their own business, looking rather timid.

Wen Qi beckoned to the maid with her finger.

A maid came over: "Young Madam."

"Go prepare breakfast. The fried eggs should be runny, the milk should be warm, and make two small cakes with less cream."

"OK."

The maid was a little more diligent than yesterday.

Wen Qi felt relieved to see everyone doing their own thing.