Ming Yue shook her head. “I don’t know. I haven’t been paying attention to what’s going on over there.”

Her tone was very calm; she didn’t ask any other questions—such as how she fell, whether the fall was serious, or if anyone was taking care of her. Not a single word, and no interest in asking either.

After all, long ago, that so-called Grandmother had already stopped treating her, her Younger Brother, and their Mother as family. During her most difficult times, although that Grandmother never laid a hand on her, every single word she said felt like a knife, inflicting just as much pain as physical violence would.

There was no reason for her not to cut ties.

Life and death are matters of fate; it’s all up to one’s own karma.

She had refrained from striking out at the other party simply because of the blood connection—that was already the height of kindness and righteousness.

“Mm!” Jiang Feng sensed the unspoken meaning behind Ming Yue’s words, so he dropped the subject and focused on eating and drinking. He picked up a chopstick here, then another there, enjoying every bite immensely. After finishing, he even offered a “professional review” of over a hundred characters, leaving Xiao Hu and Lin Xi utterly dumbfounded.

Especially Xiao Hu.

He wouldn’t miss a single expression on Jiang Feng’s face, nor would he overlook a single word he said, as if every expression and every sentence were a treasure trove of online dating tips, teaching him how to win his sister’s heart even more effectively.

Soon, Jiang Feng, who had always exercised strict self-control when it came to food, devoured everything on the table like a starving ghost, clearing nearly half of it before finally putting down his chopsticks. Under the exaggerated expressions of surprise from the other three, he picked up the drink that Yue’er herself had poured for him and began sipping leisurely.

“Oh, by the way, Yue’er, how’s everything going over there? Have you made any progress?”

“Oh! I almost forgot to watch the exciting part!” Ming Yue jumped off her stool, hurried over to the sofa clutching her laptop, and with a few quick taps on the keyboard, the surveillance feed appeared in the Zhang family’s living room.

There, Zhang Mama and Zhang Papa had already prepared a lavish feast, but the main character hadn’t arrived yet. The elderly couple sat on the sofa, one holding a newspaper and the other a smartphone, patiently waiting.

“This…”

Jiang Feng was completely baffled.

But Lin Xi and Xiao Hu exchanged a knowing smile, and Xiao Hu turned to Jiang Feng and said, “Brother Feng, don’t say anything—just watch. There’s going to be a great show tonight!”

“Really?”

Jiang Feng was skeptical, pulling his stool even closer to Ming Yue until it was almost touching her, watching the bored old couple on the screen with a look of deep suspicion.

On an autumn night in An City, moonlight filtered through the uneven gaps in the street trees, casting patches of dappled light evenly across the dimly lit streets.

Zhang Yang was driving, his full attention focused on the congested road ahead, oblivious to the fact that the woman in the passenger seat beside him was gently tightening her fingers, clearly a bit nervous.

They still had a ways to go before reaching the Zhang family’s residential complex.

In the backseat lay numerous gift bags—clothes, shoes, handbags—and a small purple box containing a cake specially bought by Liu Qing Qing.

When they got in the car, Zhang Yang had even asked her, “Qing Qing, why did you buy so many things? It’s not like we’re strangers; we’re practically family now. Don’t be so nervous. Mom doesn’t mean anything by it—she probably just thinks you’re all alone over here and wants to invite you home for a simple meal.”

His voice was very gentle, almost like he was coaxing a child.

Liu Qing Qing wasn’t exactly thrilled, but she still cared deeply, after all, Zhang Yang was the best partner she could find within her means.

End of Chapter 199: Counterattack 126