Sun Jingan clenched his fingers.
As a father, he wished he could seize it right away.
But his status didn’t permit it.
Madam Sun Jingan spoke up.
She said, "What’s inside? Don’t fool us again."
Madam Yin didn’t harbor any doubt.
She took out the item from the box.
Indeed, it was a yellowed fragnt of a dical treatise that matched the one in Su Ruanruan’s possession.
Madam Sun Jingan’s heart nearly leapt out. But she steadied her mind, continuing to maneuver.
She said, "It’s just a piece of paper, nothing out of the ordinary."
Seeing her disbelief, Madam Yin elaborated, "This page contains a record of an herb beneficial for Anran’s illness, along with the uses of several other herbs."
Upon hearing "herb," Madam Sun Jingan burst out.
She stood up, pushing both the box and Madam Yin out.
Her face full of anger: "Madam Yin, what enmity does the Sun Family have with you? To harm Anran over and over again, not satisfied with just once, you do it again!"
Madam Sun Jingan was of noble standing.
She commanded in a grave voice for the housekeeper: "Please escort Madam Yin and Miss Yin out!"
Madam Yin hadn’t anticipated such an outco.
Yin Mingzhu couldn’t help but suspect her as well.
As the two embarrassedly departed, she said to Madam Yin, "Auntie Qin, you aren’t deceiving the Sun Family again, are you?"
Madam Yin was temporarily defeated.
But she was confident.
She said to her stepdaughter, "This fragnt is tied to Anran’s fortune and life! Just by keeping it, we don’t need to worry about the Sun Family not coming to beg us."
She was exceptionally proud, and at that mont, she gritted her teeth with hatred: "Then, I’ll have Shuci kneel and beg !"
Yin Mingzhu thought the sa!
...
Madam Yin parted from Yin Mingzhu.
She returned ho alone with the treasure.
Sitting in the carriage, she caressed the box, deep in thought.
Suddenly, the carriage shook violently.
Madam Yin sensed sothing amiss and shouted at the driver, "What’s going on?"
The driver was scared witless.
He said, "We’re blocked!"
Madam Yin was shocked, looking around.
Indeed, their path was blocked by off-road vehicles, front and back.
At this mont, they were in a secluded alley.
No one to witness the incident.
Madam Yin was no fool; this was targeted at her treasure.
She grabbed the small box, thinking to flee.
The car door opened, and a sturdy arm dragged her out.
It was Yan Kuan, who chuckled, "Running? Miss Su wants to see you."
Madam Yin clung to that box, feigning ignorance: "What Miss Su? I don’t know her!"
No sooner had she finished speaking, the man slapped her.
"Stop playing dumb with !"
Madam Yin fell to her knees.
The box rolled from her grasp, and she desperately crawled to retrieve it.
A leather boot stepped onto her hand...
Madam Yin was stunned.
She followed the boot upwards, and it was unmistakably Su Ruanruan.
Su Ruanruan in a black trench coat.
Black leather boots.
Hair tied at the back of her head.
She seed even more formidable than usual.
Madam Yin, teeth clattering with hate: "Miss Su, I’ve done no harm to you! Why do you trouble with such despicable ans?"
"Despicable?" Su Ruanruan smiled faintly.
Her foot pressed slightly, a sound of grinding bones followed.
Madam Yin was in imnse pain, her complexion turned pale.
Su Ruanruan bent down to pick up the small box, opening it.
It was the object she wanted.
Su Ruanruan chuckled lightly: "Madam traveled so far to take sothing from the Su Family! Isn’t that despicable?"
Madam Yin’s face grew even paler.
Su Ruanruan leaned close to her face: "You, a woman who marries twice, isn’t that despicable? Madam commits all sorts of evil, pushing the bla onto others, keeping yourself spotless. Isn’t that despicable?"
Madam Yin refused to admit anything: "I don’t understand what you’re saying!"
Su Ruanruan didn’t need her understanding.
She held the fragnt, her voice clear and cold: "Madam Yin, I’m taking back what belongs to the Su Family!"
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