Lu Yichen had never expected that behind a small jade pendant, so much had happened—his family was annihilated due to a relative's drunken slip of the tongue that turned malevolent, leading to the entire clan's burial.
Lu Yichen clenched his teeth and said, "This enmity towards my family is so deep that it cannot be shared under heaven. I can still remember my grandmother's voice and smile. Her heart must have been filled with hatred. No wonder she insisted on returning to Chongqing, despite her terminal illness, and her last wish was to be buried there.
I could never understand before, but now I finally realize why she insisted on being buried in Chongqing. Grandfather has been secretly investigating this matter without ever mentioning it to us, probably because grandmother didn't want us to get involved."
"But that's just how things are. Even if grandfather did not wish for it, trouble still came our way. Qiaoqiao, I'm sorry for dragging you into this."
