There is a god in the sky

Chapter 9 Adopted Daughter Lanxiang 9

When Wei Laodao returned home and recounted the trial process, even Wei Lanxiang was surprised by the woman's decisiveness and resoluteness.

"Madam Ding is quite a remarkable person," Wei Lanxiang exclaimed.

Old Master Wei disagreed: "She is the first wife of the Ding family. Master Ding feels guilty towards her this time, so he will definitely not dare to take a concubine in the future. If she has another son to inherit the family business, her later life will definitely be smooth sailing."

Wei Lanxiang retorted, "I heard that it was Master Ding who insisted on taking my cousin as a concubine, which shows that the two had a deep relationship. At this time, in Madam Ding's eyes, Master Ding was also half a murderer of his son."

What loving mother can live peacefully with a child killer?

Wei Lanxiang originally thought that Madam Ding's repayment would come after everything was settled.

To everyone's surprise, the Wei family's door was knocked on again early the next morning.

This time, Madam Ding came personally with her maids and servants, and boxes of thank-you gifts were carried into the Wei family's simple courtyard.

Madam Ding looked around at the dilapidated house and couldn't reconcile this place with Miss Wei.

The young girl was only of marriageable age, but her composure seemed to have been cultivated over decades, displaying a calm and collected demeanor that remained unfazed even when Mount Tai collapsed.

She wanted to kowtow to Wei Lanxiang, but Wei Lanxiang stopped her.

"Madam Ding, there's no need for such formalities. I really wasn't of much help."

"No, if you hadn't told me the real cause of Ji'er's death, I would have been kept in the dark by that bitch for the rest of my life, watching her family of three living happily together, while my Ji'er could only lie in a cold coffin."

Mrs. Ding smiled with relief.

She said to Wei Lanxiang, "From today onwards, you don't need to call me Mrs. Ding anymore. We are divorced. If you don't mind, you can call me Sister Fang, and I will call you Sister Lanxiang, okay?"

Wei Lanxiang readily called out, "Sister Fang."

Mrs. Fang smiled sincerely and showed her the thank-you gift she had brought.

"These are all things that you can use in your daily life, so please accept them, Lanxiang."

Wei Lanxiang glanced at it and saw that there was a whole box of bright silk fabrics, as well as precious tonics, medicinal herbs, gold and silver jewelry.

They are indeed everyday items, but they are also things that ordinary people could never afford in their lifetime.

Wei Lanxiang withdrew her gaze and bowed to Madam Fang, saying, "Sister Fang, there's no need for a thank-you gift. I have a favor to ask."

Fang guessed that she wanted something, otherwise there would have been no need to write that letter.

But she remained unfazed when she saw the gold, silver, and silk, which truly impressed Fang.

Fang did not agree immediately, but said, "Sister Lanxiang, tell me. If I can help, I will certainly not refuse."

Conversely, if the request is too rude, even a great favor, she will not be able to repay it.

Wei Lanxiang glanced at the people in the courtyard and invited Fang Shi into her room.

Her room was tidy and contained few things, but the most striking feature was a wall covered with portraits.

At first glance, Fang thought she was seeing a real person and was startled.

"these are……?"

Wei Lanxiang moved the only chair over and said calmly, "These are all my relatives."

Over the years, Wei Lanxiang has been drawing portraits of her family members based on her memories, fearing that one day she might forget what they look like.

Although their relationship only lasted five years, she had a good time during those five years and didn't want to forget them.

Fang investigated the father and daughter, and it was common knowledge that Wei Lanxiang was a child that Old Man Wei had picked up.

No one knew where Wei Lanxiang's original family was or who her biological parents were. When asked, Old Man Wei said she was picked up by the roadside.

In this day and age, the prevailing social trend favors sons over daughters, and many families abandon baby girls. Therefore, no one doubts Wei Lanxiang's background.

Looking at the portraits on this wall today, regardless of what the people in the paintings look like, the painting skills alone are rare in Fang's life.