It was a warm afternoon.

"Where are the seventy percent? I also want to know!" said Qiu Yelan, lying on the soft bed lazily and stroking Whitey's smooth fur. "But I don't think Kang Lizhang would tell Qiu Hongzhi about it. Even if we tortured Qiu Jinzhu's and Qiu Yinzhi's servants and maids, we still couldn’t get our stuff back. It’s not helpful!"

Kang Lizhang once advised Qiu Hongzhi to cooperate with her to steal Qiu Jinzhu's and her brother's stuff for money. ...