When she was little, Lu Wanmian, as the eldest daughter of the main branch, was doted on endlessly, and Lu Ruoruo was extremely jealous, so she targeted her at every turn.
At the time, the two children got into a fight over a toy and, in a huff, started comparing their fathers.
Little Ruoruo: “My dad can shoot with both hands!”
Little Wanmian: “My dad can fire a cannon with one hand.”
Little Ruoruo: “My dad can drive a train.”
Little Wanmian: “My dad can fly a plane.”
Little Ruoruo: “My dad can dive a submarine underwater.”
Little Wanmian: “My dad can launch a rocket into space.”
Seeing that her father was always being outdone by hers, Little Ruoruo steeled herself, planted her hands on her hips, and shouted at the top of her lungs: “My dad can eat shit—a hundred tons in one go! Can your dad eat shit?”
Little Wanmian was stunned and shook her head repeatedly: “No, my dad can’t.”
Little Ruoruo won that round, lifting her chin with pride, and gloated about it for quite a while.
She never expected that childhood embarrassment to be dredged up again. Lu Ruoruo was so mortified her toes could have dug a hole in the ground.
“That was just nonsense I said as a kid. My dad doesn’t eat shit.”
But Lu Wanmian looked utterly unconvinced: “How is that possible? You were so adamant back then that Third Uncle could eat a hundred tons of shit.”
Lu Zongyang’s face darkened, and he slapped Lu Ruoruo across the face: “You little brat, talking nonsense and ruining my reputation.”
Lu Ruoruo was hit and felt wronged but dared not make a sound, only glaring hatefully at Lu Wanmian.
Lu Wanmian wasn’t afraid in the slightest; instead, she shot her a cold, provocative smirk.
Seeing the Lu Zongyang father-daughter duo humiliated, Lu Siyuan looked delighted: “See? She still remembers things from childhood. She’s my sister.”
Lu Zongyang snorted coldly: “That’s just a trivial matter. How does that prove anything? Right, Dad?”
He looked at Elder Lu, who was about to chime in, but Lu Wanmian immediately spoke up: “Grandpa, I remember once when I was little, you took me to play chess with an old friend, and you lost every single game. In a fit of rage, you secretly slipped laxatives into his cup, but unexpectedly, that glass of water was mistakenly drunk by you instead, and you ended up with diarrhea all day long.”
Elder Lu was mortified, never expecting her to air that old shame in public.
He coughed lightly and immediately denied it: “Don’t talk nonsense. That never happened.”
Seeing that he wouldn’t admit it, Lu Wanmian continued: “Then I also remember, to get revenge on your rival, you snuck into his villa in the middle of the night and poured boiling water on their money tree. But then his big dog caught you, chased you down three streets, and you even lost your shoes running away.”
Elder Lu’s mouth twitched violently, and his face could barely hold its composure. Seeing that Lu Wanmian was about to reveal more of his embarrassing mishaps, he hastily stopped her: “Alright, that’s enough. You’re not a fraud—you really are my granddaughter.”
The words “real granddaughter” came out through gritted teeth.
This little brat had way too good a memory.
Lu Wanmian curled her lips into a smile.
Ever since she awakened her memories of book transmigration, she remembered everything about the original owner’s childhood with perfect clarity.
Oh, you dare doubt me? I’ve got plenty of ways to deal with you.
After acknowledging Lu Wanmian’s identity, Elder Lu called her over and asked with feigned concern: “Wanmian, how have you been doing all these years out there?”
Lu Wanmian immediately put on her acting skills, her eyes welling up as she tearfully poured out her grievances to him: “I’ve had it so rough.”
She rattled on, embellishing her tragic experiences with added drama.
When she finished, she looked at Elder Lu with tearful eyes, hinting desperately: See, old man, I’ve had it so rough, and now that I’ve finally made it back, shouldn’t you give me a generous welcome gift to comfort my wounded heart?
However, Elder Lu played favorites—he didn’t even like his eldest son, so how could he possibly feel for his daughter? He only offered a few polite words of comfort, with no intention of giving anything.
Lu Wanmian let out a silent snort. What a stingy old man.
Since he wouldn’t offer, she’d just ask outright.
Her eyes landed on a jade Buddha statue on the table that clearly cost a fortune, and her eyes lit up. “Wow, Grandpa, this jade Buddha statue is so beautiful! When I was little, I used to dream of having a Buddha pendant or something, but my adoptive family was so poor we could barely afford food, let alone buy me any jewelry.”
As she spoke, she looked at him with longing in her eyes.
Having been put on the spot, Elder Lu couldn’t stay stingy any longer. Reluctantly, he handed over the jade Buddha statue worth thirty million yuan. “Since you like it, it’s yours.”
Lu Wanmian thanked him happily. “Thank you, Grandpa.”
She then turned her gaze to the valuable antique painting hanging on the wall across from her. “Wow, that painting is gorgeous too! I used to dream of owning a landscape painting, but my adoptive family was poor—they wouldn’t even buy me a box of colored pencils, let alone an antique painting.”
Elder Lu had no choice but to wave his hand and part with it again. “Fine, this painting is yours too.”
Lu Wanmian beamed and thanked him again, tucking both the jade Buddha statue and the painting into her bag.
To prevent her from asking for more, Elder Lu waved her off. “It’s getting late. You should head back now.”
Seeing that he was dismissing her, Lu Wanmian didn’t leave right away. Instead, she turned to Lu Zongyang to keep milking the situation.
“Third Uncle, Grandpa gave me a welcome gift, so what about yours?”
Caught off guard by her request, Lu Zongyang’s mouth twitched. He couldn’t very well refuse, so he took off the Patek Philippe watch worth eight million yuan from his wrist and handed it to her. “Here’s your welcome gift.”
Lu Wanmian took it joyfully, then shifted her gaze to Lu Ruoruo behind him, eyeing the diamond necklace worth millions around her neck.
“Ruoruo, that necklace you’re wearing is so pretty! I wish I had one like it, but I was poor before—I could only admire them on TV.”
Having been put on the spot, Lu Ruoruo couldn’t refuse. Reluctantly, she took off the necklace and handed it to her. “Here, consider this your welcome gift.”
Lu Wanmian took it with a smile and thanked her cheerfully. “Thanks, Ruoruo! You’re so kind and beautiful.”
Having fleeced them all, she’d struck gold!
With a face full of gratitude, she said to Lu Zongyang and his daughter, “Third Uncle, Ruoruo, I love your gifts! Next time, I’ll bring ten pounds of—oh, I mean, two gifts as return presents for you.”
Lu Zongyang and his daughter’s faces darkened. Fuming, Lu Zongyang said, “No need.”
Seeing Lu Zongyang’s sour expression, Lu Siyuan stepped forward, shielding Lu Wanmian behind him, and said to them, “Since you’ve met her, I’ll take her now.”
He led Lu Wanmian out of the hall quickly.
Once outside, Lu Siyuan turned and cautioned Lu Wanmian, “Mianmian, Grandfather and Third Uncle aren’t good people. You need to be on your guard around them in the future—don’t let a few small gifts buy you over.”
Lu Wanmian nodded obediently. “Okay, I’ll listen to you, Brother.”
She had no intention of being won over by them—she’d just milk them for all they were worth and fatten up her own wallet.
Half an hour later, the siblings returned to the Lu family villa.
The villa was sprawling and lavishly built, complete with fountains, gardens, and lawns. The most eye-catching feature was the vast rose garden behind the fountains, where the blossoms were in full, brilliant bloom.
Lu Wanmian’s eyes lit up. Wow, this extravagant villa—this was the true strength of a top-tier wealthy family.
The two entered the main hall, and as soon as they stepped through the door, the servants lined up in two rows and bowed respectfully. “Welcome home, Young Master and Young Miss.”
Seeing such an imposing scene, Lu Wanmian felt as if she had suddenly stepped into a melodramatic idol drama.