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10 years ago, the Cheng family mansion.

The Cheng family mansion was a far cry from the modern architecture of today. Instead, it was closer to a colonial style building and felt like a relic from the 20th century.

On that day, Cheng Lingfei had just got back to the mansion and had engaged a famous interior designer to discuss renovation plans for the mansion. Out of nowhere, Wu Fangfang, whom she had not seen for some time, stormed up to the door angrily and, without so much as a care for anyone else, went straight to Cheng Lingfei's study.

"Ah Fang?" Cheng Lingfei asked. Although visibly surprised, there was a hint of joy in her eyes. "Why are you here? Aren't you a high-ranking cop now. Why haven't you gone to the capital?"

"Cheng Lingfei, look at what you've done! You still have the nerve to think about renovating? Did you know your second brother has passed away? He took his own life!" Wu Fangfang said, pointing angrily at Cheng Lingfei.