Old Man Qi turned back and gave his wife a look. His gaze was cold, as if he believed Madam Wu was herself a fool.
Madam Wu's lips twitched and she spoke in a mumbled voice.
"I know you're blaming me. If I had known that this little fool was actually this clever, this powerful… I wouldn't have cut relations with her."
"What's the use in saying any of this now? She's rich now and we'll receive none of it in the slightest. Perhaps this is fate," said Old Man Qi.
Madam Wu was at a loss for words for a moment. Suddenly, she thought of something.
"There's still a chance to turn things around."
"Hm?"
"Didn't the old lady go to Qingzhou City to attend her aunt's funeral? She even said she'd be staying over there for half of the winter. I was thinking she'd be back right after the holidays! The old lady is much smarter than us and would definitely have some ideas on how to get rid of this little girl."
"…"