“What nonsense are you talking about!” Song Qin’s sharp voice rang out.
She and Gu Anchang, both in their pajamas, walked up to the top floor together and stood protectively in front of Gu Qianhe.
Song Qin aimed her accusation at Jiang Lai: “Did you use some method to make them frame Qianhe?!”
“Madam Gu, you think too highly of me.” Jiang Lai’s gaze subtly swept over the truth-telling talisman behind them. “Perhaps they simply had a sudden awakening of conscience.”
She paced slowly in front of the two servants. “You said this was my sister’s doing — do you have evidence?”
“Yes.”
One of the servants stiffly took out her phone.
“All our chat records with Miss Gu are on here. She even told us to cut up your clothes and release poisonous snakes into your room…”
Jiang Lai folded her arms and leaned against the wall. The dim hallway light cast shadows across her face, blurring her expression. “And?”
“And… Miss Gu told us to swap your blanket for one infested with insects, and to delete your graduation thesis from your computer…”
The servant kept talking nonstop.
She instinctively tried to cover her mouth, but her hands felt as if they were bound by steel rods — she could not move them at all.
Jiang Lai took the servant’s phone and flipped through the chat records.
Every single incident was clearly documented.
“Madam Gu, still don’t believe it? Would you like to see the evidence yourself?” Jiang Lai handed the phone to Song Qin.
Song Qin didn’t even glance at it — she slammed it to the floor.
“Don’t think you can smear Qianhe with such despicable tricks! We know better than you what kind of person she is!”
Gu Anchang also looked displeased. “Jiang Lai, you and Qianhe are sisters. Stop trying to make enemies of each other.”
He then turned to the butler in a daze. “What are you waiting for? Take these two away!”
The butler hurried forward, but no matter how hard he tried, the two servants seemed glued to the floor and could not be moved.
Gu Qianhe, growing anxious, secretly tore off the small pendant around her neck and crushed it in her palm.
A clear surge of spiritual energy burst from her body.
The two servants suddenly collapsed unconscious, and the truth-telling talismans behind them turned to ash.
It was a magical artifact.
Jiang Lai’s gaze passed over Gu Anchang and Song Qin and landed on Gu Qianhe.
High-level artifacts were rare even to her — who was backing Gu Qianhe?
Gu Qianhe stepped forward tearfully and grasped Jiang Lai’s hand. “My sister would never believe their nonsense, right? They’re clearly trying to sow discord. You know how I’ve treated you all along…”
Jiang Lai watched her coldly for a moment, then her expression softened into warmth.
“Of course. My sister has always cared about me — she would never harm me.” Jiang Lai leaned closer, her voice gentle.
Gu Qianhe stiffened slightly, her fake smile almost cracking.
After all this exposure, why wasn’t Jiang Lai pressing her advantage like before? Instead, she was siding with her?
Gu Qianhe forced a smile. “If my sister feels uncomfortable, please don’t keep it inside. I was even thinking… if it really doesn’t work out, I could move out. After all, the Gu family isn’t truly my home.”
“Qianhe, what are you saying?!” Song Qin immediately glared at Jiang Lai.
“You are the only daughter of our Gu family — who said this isn’t your home?!”
Jiang Lai spoke calmly, “Exactly. Sister has been the Gu family’s daughter for so many years — who would now deny your status?”
“Good that you understand.” Gu Anchang finally showed a trace of satisfaction. “Also, stop telling President Pei about everything that happens in the Gu family — Pei Corporation has enough matters to deal with.”
“Of course I won’t,” Jiang Lai replied, then glanced troubled toward the attic. “But the attic room is unlivable now. The butler said there are no spare rooms… If sister doesn’t mind, can I stay with you tonight?”
“I…” Gu Qianhe couldn’t answer.
Her room was the largest in Hefeng Villa.
When she turned eighteen, Song Qin and Gu Anchang spent over a million yuan renovating it. There was no way she would share it with Jiang Lai!
Gu Anchang’s face darkened. “There are plenty of empty guest rooms. Just pick one for her.”
“Alright.” Jiang Lai agreed.
She didn’t expect the Gu family to change overnight — but everything they owed her in her past life, she would reclaim piece by piece.
The next day.
When Jiang Lai came downstairs, six people were sitting neatly in the living room — everyone except the third brother, Gu Qiyou, who was filming out of town.
Old Madam Gu patted the seat beside her. “Lai Lai, come sit.”
Jiang Lai sat down. Directly opposite her sat Gu Xingyun, the eldest brother, who had just returned from a business trip.
He wore a black leather trench coat; his white shirt underneath was slightly wrinkled from travel. Noticing her gaze, he slowly opened his eyes.
“Big Brother,” Jiang Lai greeted politely.
“Mm.” Gu Xingyun’s tone was lazy as he sized her up. “You want to join the company?”
He had already heard about this from Gu Qianhe before returning.
“That’s right.”
“Gu Corporation is not a place you can enter just because you have a flimsy diploma,” he said coolly.
Gu Qianhe felt secretly pleased.
Her eldest brother hated nepotism. Jiang Lai asking to enter the company was stepping straight on his landmine.
She pretended to be considerate. “Sister may not understand how difficult it is to work at Gu Corporation — everyone there is elite among elites. If you really don’t want to stay at home, I could ask Dad to arrange a small idle position for you at another company.”
Jiang Lai smiled at her. “I’m not going.”
“Yesterday you were still somewhat sensible, today you’re completely ungrateful!” Song Qin slammed her cup on the table.
“Qianhe achieved success in the entertainment industry at such a young age, and you? Even if the Gu family paid companies to hire you, they might not want you!”
Gu Anchang said nothing, but gave a slight nod in agreement.
Old Madam Gu was so angry her chest tightened and she was about to stand up when Jiang Lai gently pressed her shoulder.
“Lai Lai, they—” the old madam began.
Jiang Lai interrupted calmly, “When did I ever say I wanted to use connections to enter the company?”
She rested her chin on her hand and looked at Gu Qianhe. “Sister, is the Gu family too poor to pay for your ear treatment now?”
Gu Qianhe’s eyes immediately reddened. “I only wanted to spare you the embarrassment in front of so many job applicants. Getting into Gu Corporation really isn’t as easy as you think…”