Lu Wanmian shot him a glare and said to the crowd, “See? He’s awake now, isn’t he? Look at how full of energy he is—does that seem like someone who’s been poisoned? If you ask me, he was clearly faking being unconscious.”
Exposed in front of everyone, the burly man looked embarrassed.
Just then, someone recognized the two and exclaimed, “I remember now! Last month, these two went to the restaurant across the street and also faked food poisoning, extorting 200,000 from the owner.”
The others gasped, “Damn, so they’re repeat offenders. We can’t let people like this get away with it. Call the police right now and let them deal with these scumbags!”
Hearing that they were going to call the police, the two men’s faces changed. They turned to run, but Lu Wanmian blocked their way.
“You think you can cause trouble and just run? No way. You splashed hot soup and burned this boss, and you knocked over the dining table—you need to compensate him.”
She looked at Gu Shijin and asked, “Tell me, how much should he pay?”
Gu Shijin glanced at the mess on the floor and said coldly, “5,000.”
The scar-faced man was furious. “What? 5,000? Why don’t you just rob me?”
Lu Wanmian sneered, “You were just demanding 200,000 with your mouth wide open. He’s only asking for 5,000—that’s already very little.”
She picked up her phone and warned, “If you don’t pay up, I’m calling the police right now.”
The scar-faced man cowered and reluctantly took out the money to pay compensation. Then he tried to slip away with his buddy, but the city inspectors arrived and arrested both of them on the spot, taking them to the police station.
The crowd cheered.
After the matter was resolved, Gu Mingzhu walked up to Lu Wanmian and thanked her gratefully, “Sister, thank you. You’re such a good person.”
Lu Wanmian smiled and said, “It was nothing, no need to mention it.”
She looked at Gu Shijin and reminded him with concern, “Your back is burned. You should get it treated as soon as possible.”
Gu Shijin raised his eyes to look at her, a flicker of curiosity passing through them, before replying coldly, “I know. I’ll handle it.”
Lu Wanmian looked at his indifferent expression and thought to herself that he was quite guarded—clearly he didn’t trust her.
In that case, there was nothing more she could say. She waved at him and said, “Well, you two get busy. I won’t disturb you.”
She skipped the meal and left with A Kai.
Gu Shijin watched their departing figures, stunned for a moment, then turned to clean up.
After walking a short distance, A Kai looked at Lu Wanmian with eyes full of surprise.
The eldest young master was ruthless, cold-blooded, and heartless—a real villain. But who would have thought his biological sister would be the kind of person who jumps in to help when she sees injustice?
The siblings were quite different from each other.
He couldn’t help but ask, “Miss, you’re so willing to help others—you really have a kind heart. Should we tell the eldest young master about this?”
Lu Wanmian’s gaze darkened as she warned him, “This absolutely cannot be told to my brother.”
After all, Lu Siyuan and Gu Shijin would be enemies in the future. She didn’t want the two to get entangled this early.
A Kai didn’t quite understand. “Why not?”
Lu Wanmian couldn’t be bothered to explain. “No reason. As long as you keep your mouth shut, I’ll treat you to roast duck.”
At the mention of roast duck, A Kai’s eyes lit up and he agreed readily, “Deal. I won’t tell the eldest young master. Let’s go eat roast duck!”
And so, the two happily headed toward the roast duck restaurant ahead.
Before long, they bought a bunch of delicious snacks. After eating their fill, they returned to the car, which started up and headed for the Lu family’s old estate.
After the car arrived at the Lu family’s old estate, Lu Siyuan also finished his work and rushed over. He led Lu Wanmian into the estate and headed toward the main hall.
The Lu family’s old estate was a picturesque garden-style architectural complex, sprawling across a vast area with pavilions, towers, gardens, and lotus ponds—everything one could imagine. Every corner was exquisitely designed, showcasing the family’s formidable wealth.
Lu Wanmian couldn’t help but marvel inwardly—this Lu family was truly a top-tier wealthy clan, with the scent of money wafting from every corner.
If it weren’t for that damn plot, she would already be living the lavish life of a pampered young miss.
The two arrived at the main hall, where Elder Lu sat at the front, with Lu Zongyang, the third uncle of the Lu family, standing beside him. Behind him followed a stylishly dressed young girl.
That was his daughter, Lu Ruoruo.
Lu Ruoruo was the same age as Lu Wanmian, only two months younger.
The Lu family was one of the top wealthy families in the capital, a century-old clan. Elder Lu had two sons and one daughter. Lu Siyuan and Lu Wanmian’s father was the eldest son from the first wife, who had died in a car accident five years ago. The second daughter was born to the second wife and had long since married out, while the youngest son was Elder Lu’s illegitimate child from outside the marriage.
Elder Lu favored his youngest son. After the eldest son’s death, he wanted to pass the family business to him, but Lu Siyuan, with his ruthless tactics, defeated his third uncle, took over the Lu Group, and seized control of the family’s affairs.
Elder Lu and his third uncle were deeply displeased and constantly found fault with him.
When Elder Lu saw Lu Siyuan and the others enter, something occurred to him, and his face darkened with anger. He immediately grabbed a cup from the table and hurled it at Lu Siyuan.
“Wretched brat! You went to a bar and caused trouble again. Do you have any idea what a storm this will stir up if word gets out?”
Lu Siyuan watched the shattered teacup land at his feet, instinctively shielding Lu Wanmian behind him. Then he cast a cold gaze at the old man, surprised that word had reached him so quickly.
He explained, “Grandfather, I went to the bar to handle business, not to cause trouble.”
Ever since his parents passed away, his relationship with the old man had grown tense. Elder Lu targeted him at every turn and never gave him a kind look.
Elder Lu snorted coldly. “Isn’t it just because you made a scene at the bar over that woman Yun Mengyin? Clearly driven by lust, and you’re still making excuses for yourself.”
Hearing this, Lu Wanmian silently gave a thumbs-up in her mind.
Her prodigal brother was a hopeless lovesick fool. If she hadn’t stepped in, who knew how much money would have been lost.
Lu Siyuan felt a twinge of guilt, but he hadn’t actually saved Yun Manyin, so he straightened up with confidence. “Grandfather, you’ve misunderstood. Mianmian was bullied at the bar, and I went to rescue her.”
Elder Lu looked at Lu Wanmian behind him, but before he could speak, Lu Zongyang cut in, “Siyuan, this ‘sister’ behind you—are you sure she’s not another fraud? Don’t let her fool you.”
Lu Siyuan defended his sister. “She’s not a fraud. We’ve already done a paternity test, and the report shows she’s my biological sister.”
Lu Zongyang snorted. “These days, paternity reports can be faked too. They’re not reliable.”
Lu Ruoruo chimed in, “Exactly, big brother. That woman by your side doesn’t look like a good person at all.”
Lu Siyuan’s handsome face darkened, and he was about to retort when Lu Wanmian stopped him.
She looked at Lu Zongyang. In the original story, after Lu Siyuan was framed at the bar, the negative news that spread was planted by this man. He was a rotten apple in the bunch—and he deserved to die.
She steadied herself, then greeted him politely and obediently: “You must be Third Uncle, right? Hello there. It’s been over a decade—do you still enjoy eating shit?”
The moment those words left her mouth, everyone was stunned.
Lu Zongyang’s mouth twitched, and he angrily scolded her: “You damned girl, what nonsense are you spouting?”
Lu Wanmian blinked her eyes, looking utterly innocent as she turned to Lu Ruoruo behind him: “Third Uncle, I’m not spouting nonsense. When I was five, Ruoruo told me herself that you like eating shit.”
Lu Zongyang turned back to glare at Lu Ruoruo in fury, and she hastily denied it: “Dad, she’s lying! I never said anything like that. She’s just a damned liar.”
Lu Wanmian pursed her lips and retorted: “I’m not lying. When we were five, under the locust tree at the old mansion, we were comparing whose dad was the most impressive. Do you remember what you said back then?”
Lu Ruoruo’s mind went blank for a moment—she remembered.