“Mu Tongrui?! Why are you here?”

Suddenly, a middle-aged woman's voice was heard. As soon as Mu Tongrui turned her head, she saw her stepmother, Shen Qiu, coming in from outside.

The pair of scumbag and b*tch upstairs also looked downstairs after hearing the sound.

A trace of panic flashed across Jian Zhe's eyes. “Tongrui, w-why are you back?”

Mu Tongrui curled her lips and stared at Jian Zhe with a sneer. “This is my home, why can't I come back?”

Shen Wanyue, who was leaning in Jian Zhe's arms, smirked, and mocked, “Your home? This villa is not called the Mu's residence now.”

Mu Tongrui frowned. “What do you mean?”

Dressed in a short skirt and a pair of high heels, Shen Wanyue walked down the stairs slowly. “Ten months ago, your father, Mu Guangqing, committed suicide by jumping off the building, leaving behind a large amount of debt. If it weren't for my mother, this villa would have to be mortgaged! So, this house no longer belongs to the Mu's now! It belongs to the Shen's!”

Committed suicide by jumping off the building? How is that possible?

Mu Tongrui grabbed Shen Wanyue's collar, and said angrily with a pale and agitated face, “What nonsense are you talking about? How could my father jump off a building? You'd better give me a clear explanation!”

“Just talk with your mouth! Don't touch me! Let go of me, Mu Tongrui!”

Bam!

was pushed to the ground by

hurt like her bones

stared at Jian Zhe and Shen Wanyue. “Return my

ask about your dad, huh? Where were you when your dad was in trouble? You disappeared without saying a word for ten whole months, and yet you only think of him now? Humph! Your short-lived dad has long been forced by

He can't

Dream on!

Tongrui's mind went blank. As she stared at Shen Qiu's vicious eyes, a terrible conjecture popped into her

Qiu—her father's second wife, and her stepmother—stole the ten million she received in exchange for her dignity and

the money her father

said, “You stole the ten million, didn't you? You killed my father,

from a table at

is crazy! Jian Zhe! Hurry up, and

grabbed her wrist, while the fruit knife cut the skin on her arm, and fell to the ground,

her defensively, and yelled angrily, “Wanyue! Go to take out her father's urn and return it

parted her lips, staring at the urn in a

Is it really Dad's

into Mu Tongrui's arms. “The grave now is so expensive! It's also bad luck to put it at home! So, I'll just give it back to you!

cheeks. “Dad, why did you jump off the building? How can you

your father's urn, get out now!

urn, get out now! Jian

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