The Leng Family's old house.
After finishing breakfast, Aunt Leng and Third Aunt Leng saw that the sun was already high in the sky before setting off together for Leng Yuan's house.
Following behind them were Leng Qiushou, Leng ManCang, and Leng Qingtian.
"Mom, isn't it a little late to be going now?"
"It's not late." Aunt Leng was perfectly composed. "It's not like he has many relatives, and there isn't much to prepare. Besides, if we go late, he'll be in a total panic. That's how we'll make Leng Yuan realize just how important we are."
Offering a lifeline in a time of crisis was the surest way to earn gratitude.
Third Aunt Leng nodded.
The idea had been hers, but Aunt Leng had done all the talking. Everyone assumed it was Aunt Leng's plan, leaving Third Aunt Leng to follow along, content to be the unsung mastermind.
