Lin Chu wasn't interested in the Lu Family's quarrels over interests, and went upstairs to her room.
The soundproofing was excellent; she couldn't hear any noises from downstairs.
If it weren't for Lu Mingchuan's mother, she would almost have forgotten about such a person's existence, someone who had once caused her such grievances.
Although he hadn't really harmed her, using such underhanded means, he wouldn't be considered a gentleman.
Ultimately, it was only for the sake of another person.
An eye for an eye, a debt to the debtor, all of this was the sin Shen Weiyi brought upon himself. If he didn't go to hell after death, it would be truly unjust.
About twenty minutes later, a servant knocked and entered, carrying a serving of sticky rice porridge.
"Madam, sir has gone to the company. He instructed me to have you eat this bowl of porridge, simmered for over an hour; it tastes quite good."
