Shen Wanci was not interested in the secrets that painting held. "Since my mother has already agreed to help you restore it, why did you kill her?"

“Of course, it's because of my older brother. Back then, he was the most popular one in front of our grandfather. He was always full of energy wherever he went, but he didn't care about anything except your mother. There was nothing else that could shake him.”

"Later on, it was Ginger Second Master who spoke: 'At that time, Old Master's body was already failing, and he was gradually handing over power to me. The struggle within the Ginger family had also escalated to the point where it was openly displayed.'"

"We both knew the other wasn't a good person. 'If I had left the Jiang family back then, there wouldn't be a place for me when I came back, but... I didn't know she was in trouble.'"

"That's because the old man covered it up," he said, years later, still gnashing his teeth. "He's only got his head left above ground, but for you, he even dared to warn me. His heart is completely twisted!"

Elder Brother Ginger's eyes flickered, he hadn't expected Old Master Ginger to be involved in this.

There are ships approaching from the outside.

The rumbling engine sound seemed like some kind of signal.

While several people were still caught up in their emotions, Jiang Chengwen suddenly stood up, grabbed his painting, and dashed out.

He was caught off guard and, with someone covering him, Lu Feng's hand only grazed the edge of his clothes. But to get onto that ship, he needed to go down to the first floor and take a small boat across. Although using pulleys was the fastest, the situation here was unpredictable, making this method unsafe.

But the journey was longer, and the risks were proportionally greater. As Ginger Chengwen just reached the stairwell, he was stopped by Ginger Second Master.

Both of them received the same education since childhood, and their self-defense skills were also taught by the same instructor. However, Jiang Chengwen had to protect the painting while defending himself, making him seem a bit stretched thin: "Jiang Wenxiao, your grandfather favors you, leaving you the Jiang family's assets and even the gold hidden in this painting. Why is that?"

Ginger the Second Lord's movement stopped, "What gold are you talking about?"

Jiang Chengwen sneered: "Don't pretend, I heard it with my own ears. The old man hid ten tons of gold in this place depicted in the painting."

With his capabilities, with this sum of money as seed capital, in less than five years, he could create another Jiang's empire.

“That ten tons of gold is in a Swiss bank account, painted on that spot? That’s fucking ridiculous!” Second Master Ginger couldn't hold back and swore: “You idiot, do you think you're filming a martial arts drama? There are banks to store your money, why would you dig a hole in the middle of nowhere to hide gold?”

"This painting was painted by Ma before she passed away. She said that after her old man could no longer walk or climb mountains, he could talk to the painting, and she would be able to hear him."

Ginger Fifth Master's expression was ferocious: "Impossible, you're lying to me."

This painting is a cherished heirloom by the old master, having only been shown to Jiang Wenxiao before its damage. This is also why he insisted on having Shen Anqiao restore it – he hoped she could uncover something about it.

Landscape, when it is off by even a tiny bit, can be mistaken for something entirely different.

Then that woman was a stubborn mule, he even told her about the news of him seeing Ginger's draft, but she didn't go looking for him.

He was unwilling to accept that after so many years of planning, it all ended up being for nothing.

It must be ginger who told Xiao to lie to him.

He blamed himself for designing what killed Shen Anqiao.

"If you don't believe me, go check it yourself. If grandpa knew you were this stupid, he wouldn't be able to hold his coffin down, he'd jump up and strangle you."

"No, you're lying to me," said Old Master Ginger.

Similarly unbelievable was Shen Wanci, she didn't expect that all of this turned out to be a misunderstanding.

Elder Ginger was quickly subdued, and the situation was brought under control.

Just when everything was about to be settled, a sharp female voice suddenly rang out, "Shen Wanci, go to die."

Shen Wanci had just turned her head when she saw a figure suddenly dash out from a corner and charge straight towards her.

The light and shadow on the ship swayed, the hull rose and fell with the waves, and people standing on the deck also swayed slightly.

Bo Jingzhou was beside her, instinctively reaching out to pull her into his arms when he heard the sound, but his hand was stopped by another hand that shot out from nowhere.

He was Ginger Fifth Master's cultured and refined secretary.

He started from the chaos, standing there quietly, completely detached, as silent as a ghost.

This delay caused us to miss the opportunity.

The change happened in the blink of an eye.

Two muffled 'thumps'.

Shen Wanci and Jiang Yi, who rushed over, fell together into the icy sea.

Falling from such a height, with no preparation whatsoever, even with a life vest on, Shen Wanci got choked by several mouthfuls of water.

Jiang Yi was no better than her, but she clung to Shen Wanci tightly, trying to push her head into the water: "If it weren't for you, I would be Mrs. Bo now. I couldn't have what I wanted, and neither can you. If you want to be Mrs. Bo, go to hell."

"Let go." Shen Wanci kicked Jiang Yihe's abdomen with her foot, but the water provided resistance, and this kick couldn't hurt him at all.

Two more splashes echoed behind him, one after the other. It was Ginger Second Master and Lu Feng.

In his panic, Jiang Yi decided to push Shen Wanci towards the propeller.

Shen Wanci raised her hand and slapped her, without any mercy. Her face instantly swelled up, and the blood seeping from the corner of her mouth was washed away by the seawater.

Jiang Yi's hair was disheveled, like a shrew, and she lunged at Shen Wanci with bared teeth and claws: "Shen Wanci, you dare to hit me!"

Before her hand could even reach Shen Wanci's body, she was stopped by Second Master Jiang.

Bao Jingzhou couldn't see the scene below him, he could only hear Jiang Yihe's incessant stream of profanity. When Shen Wanci fell, a murderous rage filled his heart.

He stood impassively, ruthlessly kicking his secretary away. The man was just an ordinary person with no self-defense skills or invulnerability. He was kicked and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Bo Jingzhou ignored him and rushed straight to the edge of the deck, propping himself up on the railing and about to jump down. At the same time, he saw Shen Wanci who had already sat in the small boat, and let out a slight breath of relief.

Someone pulled him.

A low voice echoed behind him, “Brother, long time no see. Do you still like the flowers I sent you?”

The vessels beneath them suddenly accelerated, speeding towards the open sea.

On the small boat, Shen Wanci was about to raise her hand and wave to Bo Jingzhou, signaling that she was safe and not to worry. Before she could even lift her hand, she saw the boat accelerate.

Shen Wanci was taken aback and instinctively wanted to paddle after the boat, completely forgetting that she was currently on a lifeboat and its speed couldn't compare to that vessel: "Bo Jingzhou is still on board."

She watched as the boat sailed out a couple of hundred meters before suddenly flames erupted. What had started as a tiny spark quickly engulfed the entire vessel…