A whirlwind marriage: The real heiress marries a warlord.

Du Jia walked back to the Lan family from the Governor's Mansion.

A cool breeze blew, and as she walked, her mind began to work again, and her anger-driven emotions began to calm down.

Lan Changming followed behind her: "Tell me the details of what happened, don't hide a single word."

Lan Changming was slapped three times by her.

The tingling, slightly painful sensation had subsided. His skin was dark, and there were no obvious finger marks.

Du Jia's clothes were slightly wrinkled and her hair was disheveled.

He followed her, slowly walking back from the governor's mansion.

The road is short and the moonlight is bright, so even without streetlights, visibility is not affected.

He moved a few steps closer, only a shoulder behind Du Jia, and told her what had happened.

From the moment Qin Yan approached him until now, he has truthfully told Du Jia everything he knew.

Du Jia remained silent.

When she heard a place where breathing was difficult, she quickened her pace, which helped her stay more rational.

After Lan Changming finished speaking, Du Jia remained silent for another ten minutes before finally speaking.

"Qinyan came to our house before? When she was seven years old, in the winter?"

"The first time she contacted you, she said she was being harassed by the Garrison Command. At that time, the Garrison Command was in charge of Liu Jinyao. Did she suffer any consequences?"

"The sons in the family all know, what did they say?"

"Is that man named Ye Xianting still being held by the Transportation Bureau? Where is he?"

Lan Changming answered her question without offering any explanation.

After listening, Du Jia quickened his pace.

The governor's mansion wasn't far from the Lan family's residence; it was usually a quick drive, but it took the elderly couple an hour to walk back.

I got home after 8 p.m.

Du Jia went upstairs to change her clothes, combed her messy hair, and said to the maid, "Go and tell everyone to go to the old lady's yard now."

Lan Changming did not stop her.

When Du Jia came downstairs, he was carrying a Mauser pistol.

"Ah Jia..." Lan Changming finally spoke.

Du Jia pointed the gun at him: "I won't cause any trouble. But if you say another word, I'll kill you!"

She clenched her teeth tightly as she said this.

Lan Changming shut his mouth.

The old lady was about to rest; the Lan family members were also preparing to rest at this time. Suddenly hearing that they were being called, they looked at each other in surprise.

Only Du Jia's sons had a premonition, and one by one they rushed over without even changing their clothes and shoes.

When they arrived, Du Jia had just arrived as well.

Seeing her holding a gun, the second son, Lan Jun, stopped her: "Mom!"

"Let go," Du Jia said.

"Mother, you've broken the law by killing your mother-in-law. Mother, I can't live without you, please calm down!" Lan Jun said.

Everyone gradually arrived.

The old woman turned pale with fright, adopted a domineering tone, and scolded Du Jia: "Are you crazy? Put the gun away."

My second and third uncles and their families also arrived, along with my cousins.

Seeing this, the second uncle was displeased: "Sister-in-law, how dare you bring a gun to Mother's yard? This is so unfilial of you."

"Shut up!" Lan Jun shoved him hard, sending him stumbling. "It's none of your business to talk about my mother like that!"

"You..." Uncle fell to the ground, his tailbone almost cracked, and his sons hurriedly helped him up.

They immediately started arguing.

"Uncle, aren't you going to do something about Second Brother?" a nephew asked, pointing at Lan Changming.

Lan Changming wanted to say something, but then fell silent. He just sighed deeply, unable to utter a single word.

The second son, Lan Jun, was the most impulsive, his voice booming like a bell. He first knocked his second uncle to the ground, then angrily shouted at everyone, "Shut up! Everyone shut your mouths and listen to my mother!"

Everyone fell silent for a moment.

Even the old lady didn't dare to speak.

Lan Muhe also arrived. Upon seeing this, she immediately looked at Lan Changming, then at Du Jia.

Hearing Lan Jun's angry shout again, she frowned. Her second brother had always been the one who favored her the most in the family, and he was also a bit dim-witted and listened to her a lot.

"Second brother, what are you doing? Mother is unfilial, don't help the wicked," Lan Muhe said.

As she spoke, she reached out to tug at Lan Jun's sleeve.

Seeing his mother's face, white with anger, Lan Jun felt a pang of heartache. He pointed a finger at Lan Muhe's forehead and said, "Don't say a word, or I'll slap you across the face!"

Lan Muhe was utterly astonished.

"Ah Jun!" the old lady couldn't help but exclaim.

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out.

It wasn't Du Jia who fired the shot, but Lan Zheng, who had been silent for a long time.

Lan Zheng looked around at everyone, his gaze finally settling on the old lady: "Didn't my second brother say that everyone should remain silent and listen to my mother?"

The old woman was astonished.

Her most beloved grandson actually sided with Du Jia, instead of her.

The second and third wives were utterly terrified.

When a person is terrified, it's like being caught in the rain; their head buzzes and they have no thoughts.

The room finally quieted down.

Du Jia held a gun, but the muzzle was lowered and not pointed at anyone.

"I have something to say about my family," she said.

She spoke slowly and steadily. Although she choked up twice, she did not lose control and cried. She clearly told everyone what had happened.

The servants in the second and third bedrooms, as well as those standing in the courtyard, all heard it clearly.

Everyone felt a jolt in their hearts.

After Du Jia finished speaking, the room was quiet for a moment, then it was like ice water being poured into boiling oil, instantly causing a commotion.

"Grandmother, did you replace my sister?"

"Mom, how could you do this? Does this mean Muhe isn't even part of our family?"

"Mom, what's troubling you? Tell your sister-in-law! Apologize to her!"

"Could it be a setup? Arresting Muhe might be a scheme by the Ye family against Mother."

"Sister-in-law, no matter how angry you are, you can't use a gun. Tell your mother to apologize and tell Muhe to atone for her sins."

Du Jia listened quietly, and after a long while, he gave a cold laugh.

It looked like crying.

"My daughter is twenty-three years old. Who can make up for her twenty years of suffering?" she asked.

The room fell silent once more.

Lan Muhe stood there, suddenly realizing that no one was helping her, and she panicked.

"I don't know!" she explained frantically. "I'm a victim too, I have no idea about any of this!"

Third Young Mistress Su Yuzhao said, "Muhe, Ye Xianting is still detained at the Transportation Bureau. We need to transfer him to the court."

Do you want to confront him? You've gone to the Ye family's house several times for holidays and dined with them, and you know nothing about it?

A cold glint flashed in Lan Muhe's eyes, and she wished she could tear Su Yuzhao to pieces.

"I don't know. I just went to visit relatives with my grandmother. I don't know who the Ye family is!" Lan Muhe said.

She vaguely knew.

She didn't learn it from the Ye family or her grandmother, but from a whispered conversation between Lanxiu and Su Yuzhao that she overheard; after further inquiries and some recollections of the past, she understood.

But no one dared to expose this secret.

She was chosen!

The Lan family likes her and wants her, so she deserves to live a wealthy and comfortable life; it's her destiny.

Lan Muhe didn't think she had done anything wrong.

She did nothing wrong; the Lan family brought her here.

If the Ye family were wealthier, she would also be a victim.

"It was all Grandma's doing, it has nothing to do with me!" Lan Muhe said, tears welling in her eyes. "Father, Mother, this has nothing to do with me, I am your daughter."

She shifted all the blame onto her grandmother.

It was indeed Grandmother's fault.

Having suffered such betrayal and interrogation, the old woman had nowhere to turn, so she pretended to clutch her chest and faint.

Someone came to help her up.

The Lan family is in complete disarray.

The second and third wives took the old lady to the military hospital; Du Jia's sons and daughters-in-law took Du Jia back; and the younger cousins ​​went for a walk.

Only Lan Muhe remained, standing alone in the old lady's courtyard.

"What can they do to me?" Lan Muhe slowly calmed down. "I am a daughter of the Lan family. I have done nothing wrong. They shouldn't even think about abandoning me."

As night deepened, Du Jia's children gathered around her.

The fourth brother hasn't returned from studying abroad yet, and Qin Yan is absent. They're both missing. Only the two of them are missing.

Qin Yan had been absent for more than 20 years, but Du Jia did not notice.

Blood was gushing from her chest. But she was fifty years old after all, and after a night of turmoil, she was exhausted.

She had lost the strength to be angry, but the intense pain hadn't disappeared; it was somewhat like the contractions she experienced during childbirth.

She was in so much pain that she convulsed.

She remained silent, processing the pain.

"Mom, we didn't mean to hide it from you," said Su Yuzhao, the third young mistress, first. "We wanted to sort things out and tell you when the time was right."

He added, "It was our oversight. Mom, I just wanted you to be able to accept this news more easily, but I forgot that no matter how I told you, it would be a devastating blow to you."

The third child, Lanxiu, also said, "Mom, please take care of yourself. My little sister is waiting for you to take her home."

Several people offered their own words of comfort to her.

Lan Changming sat on the sofa downstairs, neither coming up nor going to the military hospital.

"Mom, we will all do our part," the second young mistress said. "We will gradually get to know our younger sister and make it up to her."

Several people offered suggestions.

Lan Zheng then asked, "Mom, what should we do about Mu He?"

"Of course we should get rid of her," Lan Er said.

"The Ye family had a scheme to switch her with the grandmother. Although it's true that children shouldn't be blamed for adults' mistakes, Mu He is not innocent," Lan Zheng said.

He added, "I'm afraid she'll go around spreading rumors and push everything onto her grandmother to clear herself of any wrongdoing. In that case, we won't be able to do anything about her."

Several people looked at him.

Lan Zheng quickly organized his thoughts: "Lock Mu He up first. Reveal the whole truth, expose Qin Yan's identity, and once it's widely known, send Mu He back to Yicheng. Let her use the Lan family's reputation however she wants then."

First, place her under house arrest to prevent her from dominating public opinion and stealing Qin Yan's attention.

We can't let her go out and talk.

"Does Father agree?" asked the eldest daughter-in-law, Qi Yan. "This matter concerns Grandmother's reputation."

The children were silent for a moment.

Du Jia regained some strength: "I'm moving out tomorrow."

"Mom, I'm coming too," Lan Er said hurriedly. "Ahui and I will be with you anyway."

"That way, we and Mom will move away. We won't gossip about Grandma, we'll just let people speculate. We haven't insulted Grandma, and Dad can't do anything about it. We'll use a subtle approach," Lan Zheng said.

Several people nodded hurriedly.