Lao San’s wife expressed her wish to return home to personally send off her daughter for marriage, but Lao Er dodged the question for a long time before finally relenting.
Just as Lao San was hurrying to pick up his wife, the Clan suddenly accused them of stealing the keys to the accounting room, performing acts of betrayal under the guise of their daughter’s marriage, and arrested the couple.
Lao San’s eldest son led a group to rescue his parents, only to further substantiate the accusations of betrayal against them.
What they didn’t know was that over the years, too many people had coveted that position. Not to mention others, even Lao Er’s children despised their father for living too long and occupying the position for too long—they couldn’t wait to dethrone him so they could take over.
In this way, using the chaos of the stolen keys as a pretense, everyone attacked together.
The great Commerce family was destroyed overnight, and as for the family of Lao San, the instigators, nobody cared whether they had actually stolen the keys or were wrongfully accused.
What the crowd wanted was nothing more than a chaotic conclusion.
As for that poor daughter about to be married, naturally, her wedding could not happen, as her family met with disaster overnight.
Their once peaceful home was stormed in the name of justice.
In the midst of the chaos, she and her youngest brother fled in panic.
Latter, to preserve the only remaining bloodline of Lao San’s family, she willingly allowed her fiancé to escape with her little brother while she alone drew all the firepower, sacrificing herself for the clan.
Fate played its cruel hand, and in the end, both her fiancé and little brother fell off a cliff, leaving no trace of their bodies, while this eldest daughter survived. To avenge, she endured humiliation and hardship, and to clear her parents’ names, she went to great lengths to gather fortunes from across the world.
Shopkeeper Yan’s words fell silent after the mention of fortunes.
Bai Junjun raised her eyebrows. "And then?"
"Then... I don’t know," Shopkeeper Yan said with a smile, shaking his head.
"Then, the elder daughter was reunited with her brother, only to find that the youngest brother, who was thought to have died falling off a cliff, had become a fool. After being in contact for a while, she decided to take her brother away. Now in her plans, there’s not only one item—cure her brother, but perhaps two, cure her brother and then have him take over the keys to the commerce."
Li Wenli, smiling, supported his chin while looking at Shopkeeper Yan. "How do you think the latter half of the story I devised is?"
"..." Shopkeeper Yan did not speak.
Bai Junjun glanced at Shopkeeper Yan. "This is just elder sister being wishful. Did you ask how the brother feels about it?"
"The brother, of course, wants to avenge the family," Shopkeeper Yan clenched his fist.
"But what will you use to take revenge?" Bai Junjun asked again, even listing out options with her fingers.
"To take over the world, money is secondary, firstly you need people. Without people, how can you fight someone? As far as I know, the old remnants of Lao San’s family have been wiped out, leaving no trace. Now look at the strength of these older nephews, each with hundreds of thousands of troops. What can a few waiters do?"
"..." Shopkeeper Yan.
Li Wenli gently patted the young mistress on the back. "Murder and heartbreak—Madam, you’re being too straightforward."
"..." Bai Junjun looked at him silently. "I’m just trying to make her see clearly."
"I am very clear-headed," Shopkeeper Yan said dimly, lifting her gaze. "Father had foreseen such a day long ago and had left me the contact details of some old subordinates. If I can successfully find them, I might restore father’s position."
"..." Li Wenli sighed helplessly. Initially recounting someone else’s story with sorrow, Shopkeeper Yan, provoked by the young mistress, also started being straightforward, laying her cards on the table.