Dragon Clan: I, Nono! Inherit countless futures!

"You're robbers, robbers!"

The aunt, her hair disheveled, roared with a high-pitched, piercing voice: "I've raised Lu Mingfei for so many years, nurtured him to adulthood. Even if I haven't done anything meritorious, I've certainly put in a lot of hard work. Why should I pay for his upbringing?"

But the girl sitting opposite her didn't even look up, casually playing with her hair.

The lawyer standing in front of the girl adjusted his glasses, seemingly unaffected by the loud voice, and spoke seriously:

"I have already investigated your family's finances. I have deducted the portion used for raising Lu Mingfei, but you should return the remaining money."

"Furthermore, child support payments will no longer be deposited into your accounts. My representative has already contacted Lu Mingfei's parents, and from now on, child support payments will be deposited directly into Lu Mingfei's account."

"If you have any objections, we can say in court that my client has already sued you, and you should wait for a summons."

Without a loud voice or excited emotions, the lawyer's calm voice and serious, professional demeanor were more effective than any words.

The aunt's arrogance involuntarily subsided. She stared blankly at the other person, suddenly realizing that her unreasonable arguing was futile.

Once the loud-voiced middle-aged woman quieted down, the whole room immediately became eerily silent. The uncle sighed, looking much older.

"Who exactly are you?" The uncle looked at the girl who hadn't spoken a word throughout and asked, "Lu Mingfei is my nephew. What right do you have to take him away?"

Chen Motong glanced at the middle-aged man in front of her and said calmly, "You don't need to know who I am. If you think raising this child is so troublesome, then don't raise him. Wouldn't that be a better thing for you?"

"How wonderful, everyone is happy."

The girl's voice was unmistakably sarcastic and mocking. Although she was sitting on the sofa and looked so small, the oppressive aura she exuded far surpassed that of the well-dressed, top-notch lawyer.

The aunt was speechless for a moment.

She raised Lu Mingfei for so many years, and she complained about all those years. Even though she was spending the money sent by Lu Mingfei's parents, she still felt that the child was a burden.

But is Lu Mingfei really a burden? If it weren't for the money his parents sent, his family wouldn't be living the life they have now.

They don't have money to buy a car, they don't have money to send their children to elite schools, and they don't have money to live such a stable life.

And now, that girl wants them to pay for all of this.

"Where's Lu Mingfei?" The aunt asked loudly, as if suddenly remembering something.

"Let Lu Mingfei tell me who you are. You have no right to talk to me like this!"

Chen Motong wasn't angry at his words. She slowly stood up, straightening her clothes as she spoke with a smile:

"I'm here to inform you, not to discuss things with you."

"I know you've already spent the child support money, but I don't care if you sell the house or the car, you can't save a single penny, or you'll be going to jail."

"And if I find out that you dare to bother Lu Mingfei or say anything you shouldn't to him, you don't want to know what will happen to you."

"Believe me, losing your job and being expelled from school are the most merciful methods. I have a million ways to ruin your family."

As the girl spoke, she gave them a kind and warm smile, her dark red eyes filled with a playful glint: "If you don't believe me... you can try it."

After saying that, she ignored the family's reaction and turned to leave. Her aunt tried to pounce on her like a madwoman, but was stopped by the lawyer.

They could only watch helplessly as the girl's figure receded into the distance until it completely disappeared at the end of the corridor.

From beginning to end, Chen Motong never looked back even once.

It started raining sometime earlier, the sky outside was gloomy, and the wind was howling.

As the cold wind blew towards her, the girl pulled her coat tighter and got into the dazzling sports car.

The custody battle proved to be a little more difficult than Chen Motong had imagined.

Because the very existence of Lu Mingfei's parents is still in doubt.

When Chen Motong contacted the recipient through the remittance account, there was no response. In the end, the Chen family found a way to change the receiving account and transfer the money directly to Lu Mingfei's name.

As for the lawsuit, Chen Motong doesn't need to get involved; the Chen family will handle this small matter themselves.

Her current challenge is how to convince the 14-year-old boy, who, despite being repeatedly hurt, still clings to his uncle and aunt, to understand that his so-called home is nothing more than a vampire sucking his blood.

He might find it hard to accept, but he has to accept it eventually, otherwise how can he become independent?

A person can only grow rapidly when they have to rely on themselves.

This was Chen Motong's solution: to cut off Lu Mingfei's source of income and expose his uncle and aunt's true colors, shattering his unrealistic fantasies, forcing him to face reality, and making him independent.

So far, progress seems to be quite rapid.

Chen Motong thought with satisfaction, and at the same time stepped on the gas, the red Ferrari roared away and sped off.

With school almost over, she planned to pick up the rascal and give him a pep talk so he could understand the truth as soon as possible.

Raindrops pattered against the car window; the weather was getting worse, the wind was getting stronger, and the roads were congested with people rushing home.

Seeing this, Chen Motong turned onto the less crowded side road.

Just as she was thinking about what to say, a soft voice sounded in the car.

"I warned you not to meddle in other people's business."

This is very strange. I was the only one in the car, but I could hear other people's voices inside.

Chen Motong was also visibly startled. She subconsciously looked up and saw the boy in the black suit in the rearview mirror.

In an instant, Chen Motong realized that this was probably another illusion, a power seemingly unique to the devil.

Her tense body slowly relaxed, and the girl spoke slowly and deliberately: "Getting on the bus without asking permission is very rude."

"Then why are you meddling in other people's business?" the boy retorted. "Isn't that even more annoying?"

"You don't care, but you won't let others care either. What kind of logic is that?" Chen Motong said. Compared to her last encounter with the devil, she was much calmer this time.

Because she gradually realized that the devil should be unable to do anything to her now.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have issued warnings repeatedly like they have now, but would have taken direct action to stop it.

"You're not afraid of me anymore," the boy said calmly, in a statement.

"Why should I be afraid of you? Because you're elusive and like a devil?" Chen Motong shrugged and said nonchalantly, "But I haven't done anything wrong, so I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on my door."

"Speak, what do you want? If it's just another warning, then there's no need to say anything more; I won't listen."

"Have you always been this self-righteous?"

The boy sighed softly, as if with some regret: "Have I ever told you that I hate self-righteous people the most?"

Before the boy could finish speaking, Chen Motong suddenly realized that the road in front of her had changed.

The once bright and spacious road suddenly became gloomy and dilapidated. The road rose higher, and it was pitch black below. Countless dense, thin ghostly figures were silently watching her from both sides of the road.

She had somehow gotten onto the elevated highway!

The boy's figure had vanished without a trace, and only a cold laugh filled the air.

It's as if God is mocking mortals who overestimate their abilities.