Shen Qingwan lifted her chin slightly, her voice cold. “Let me tell you—your precious grandson has already been sold to human traffickers. The moment you find my daughter, I will tell you where Lu Tianyang is. If my daughter doesn’t return, then everything she has suffered, Lu Tianyang will not escape from either.”

“What did you say? You sold Yangyang? You lunatic! He’s only two years old! How could you be so heartless?” Prime Minister Su’s expression changed instantly.

He simply couldn’t believe that this woman had really sold the child.

Shen Qingwan sneered. “Prime Minister Su, you should ask your wonderful daughter that question. My daughter is only eight or nine years old—how could she be so heartless as to sell her? Or do you mean that in the Su family’s eyes, only your own children are human, while others’ children are not?”

Shen Qingwan’s sharp questioning left Prime Minister Su speechless.

But in his heart, he naturally believed that no other child could compare to his grandson.

If the old madam of the Gu family weren’t present, he might have forcibly taken Shen Qingwan away. However, with the old madam here, he had no choice but to leave for now.

Watching as Prime Minister Su left in humiliation, Shen Qingwan turned to Ye Minghui and her daughter, her tone filled with undisguised sarcasm.

“Aunt, now that my mother has recovered, may I ask when you and my cousin plan to move out of the general’s manor? You’ve been living here for over ten years. Those who know the situation might say you stayed to take care of my mother, but those who don’t might assume my father took you as a concubine. Or… was that actually your intention all along?”

“Cousin, how can you say such things? My mother has cared for Aunt for so many years without a word of complaint. Now that she’s finally well, you’re so eager to drive us out?

That’s truly heartless. Aunt, you know how my mother has treated you, don’t you? After all these years, even if she has no merits, she has worked hard. How could cousin say such a thing about her?”

Ye Lingxue was unwilling to leave the general’s manor.

She had spent years carefully crafting her image as the esteemed young lady of the general’s family, all in hopes of catching the eye of a powerful warlord prince.

If they were forced to leave now, all of her plans would come to nothing.

If her cousin truly refused to tolerate their presence, she would have no choice but to eliminate her.

After all, she was the heroine of this world.

She had a golden finger (a special advantage), so how could she possibly fail to defeat a mere ancient woman?

For once, Ye Minglan fully supported Shen Qingwan’s decision to expel Ye Minghui and her daughter.

She was not softhearted this time.

“Lingxue, it’s not that I don’t want to keep you here, but Wanwan is right. Your mother has already wasted more than ten years in the general’s manor. I can’t let her continue like this. If she leaves, she might still find a good husband. Your maternal grandmother must also hope for you to return. If you go back to the Su family, at least you’ll have support.”

Ye Minglan tried to sound kind and reasonable, but her tone was firm, leaving no room for negotiation. Ye Minghui, sensing that she was truly being forced out, began to panic.

“Sister, do you really want me to leave?” she asked, her eyes reddening with emotion.

Shen Qingwan’s goal wasn’t simply to drive them away—it was to force them into action.

Her time in the capital was limited, and she couldn’t afford to waste it on these petty household struggles.

She needed to resolve the matters of the general’s manor swiftly, ensuring that her mother had no lingering concerns.

There was also the issue of Prime Minister Su—she had to deal with him before she could safely leave.

“Mother, since Aunt is concerned about your reputation and wants us to move out, then we should. Over the next few days, please go through the household accounts and all matters of the estate with Aunt so that we can transition smoothly. After that, we’ll move out,” Ye Lingxue suddenly said, taking everyone by surprise.

Even Ye Minghui was caught off guard—why was her daughter suddenly agreeing to leave?

“Alright, I’ll sort out the accounts in the coming days and hand them over to your aunt,” Ye Minghui finally responded, catching the hint in her daughter’s eyes.

Seeing that Ye Minghui and her daughter were about to leave, the old madam of the household let out a sigh of relief. “Since the accounts need to be settled, I will send a few accountants over to assist with the transition. Now that Minglan has recovered, the household matters indeed need to be reorganized.”

With that, the old madam left immediately, not giving Ye Minghui any chance to protest.

Shen Qingwan also led Ye Minglan back to her courtyard, leaving Ye Minghui and her daughter standing in frustration.

“Lingxue, didn’t you say we absolutely couldn’t leave the general’s manor? Why did you suddenly agree?”

Ye Minghui was still confused.

Ye Lingxue, however, merely smiled and reassured her mother. “Don’t worry, Mother. We’re not actually leaving. Just stay put and let me handle things. As for the accounts, don’t trouble yourself over them too much. They won’t get the chance to see them.”

Although they had covered their tracks well in the records, there were still some discrepancies that wouldn’t hold up under scrutiny.

Therefore, Ye Minglan and her daughter had to die.

Ye Minghui trusted her daughter’s judgment, so she didn’t ask any more questions.

That night, Shen Qingwan was putting Xiaochen to bed.

Lately, Old Madam Lu had been in a daze, likely because of the heavy blow from Old Man Lu’s death. Shen Qingwan had been paying special attention to her emotions.

After ensuring the old woman was asleep, she returned to Xiaochen’s bedside to lull him to sleep.

Once the child was settled, she got up to return to her own room.

But just as she stepped outside, she noticed a faint red dot flash across her body.

Though tiny, Shen Qingwan recognized it immediately—it was the infrared targeting point of a sniper rifle.

Her gaze instantly locked onto the rockery behind the courtyard.

Ye Lingxue never expected Shen Qingwan to be so alert.

Panicking, she didn’t dare to act and instead quickly hid.

Shen Qingwan moved with lightning speed.

By the time she reached the back of the rockery, however, the figure had vanished.

Still, she noticed the faint rustling of leaves—judging by the movement, the person had left no more than three seconds ago.

Escaping in such a short time wasn’t easy.

Shen Qingwan searched the area thoroughly, and when she found no trace of the intruder, her expression turned cold.

Was this person a fellow transmigrator like her?

Who could it be?

She hadn’t made too many enemies in the capital—aside from Prime Minister Su and Lu Wenzhao, only Ye Minghui and her daughter remained.

If this person was indeed targeting her, the culprit wasn’t hard to guess. She just needed confirmation.

Shen Qingwan left the rockery but secretly retrieved a smartphone from her space.

She activated the video recording mode, placed the phone on a stone lantern by the door, and returned to her room.

An hour later, she came out again, retrieved the phone, and reviewed the footage.

Although the recording wasn’t crystal clear, it was enough to make out a general silhouette.