RPAGF Chapter 220 Giving Her a Helping Hand
Chapter 220 Giving Her a Helping Hand
Shen Fuhan hesitated for a moment, then finally agreed.
Wen Jiayue finally breathed a sigh of relief; she had thought he had been thinking for so long and wasn't planning to agree.
"Thank you, Your Excellency." Wen Jiayue quickly expressed her gratitude.
Shen Fuhan remained silent for a moment before finally speaking.
"If your family couldn't raise the thousand taels of silver, would you still help them?"
Seeing that he had misunderstood, Wen Jiayue quickly said, "It certainly won't happen, Your Highness, please rest assured."
She only wanted to know whether Li Zhilan would bribe Wen Ruohuan in advance; otherwise, she wouldn't care.
Shen Fuhan reluctantly believed him: "Go to sleep."
The next morning, Shen Fuhan sent two guards over.
In his eyes, the Wen family was no match for him, so he didn't take them seriously.
However, since Wen Jiayue was considering his needs, he instructed the guards to report the Wen family's movements to him daily.
For three consecutive days, the Wen family went to their relatives' homes to borrow money, trying to raise the 1,000 taels.
Shen Fuhan then stopped having the guards rummage around, and told them to come back and report if anything unusual happened.
As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, the osmanthus trees in the mansion are in bloom, their golden blossoms filling the entire mansion with a rich fragrance.
Zhao Zhao loves flowers, and she pointed to the osmanthus blossom with her little finger, asking the maid to pick one for her.
Cai'er picked it back for her and put it in her little hand.
Zhao Zhao smelled the osmanthus flower in her hand and mumbled, "Fa Fa!"
Wen Jiayue was originally checking the accounts inside the house when she was attracted by her daughter's voice, so she came out to relax for a while.
As soon as she stepped onto the veranda, she saw Zhao Zhao holding osmanthus flowers in her small hands, looking at them with great affection.
Her vision suddenly went black, and she couldn't help but think of the name "Shen Guizhao".
Fortunately, Shen Fuhan wasn't there, otherwise he would definitely have said that the character "Gui" matched Zhaozhao.
Wen Jiayue stepped forward, and the maids quickly bowed.
When Zhao Zhao saw her, she quickly held up the osmanthus flower and called out, "Prosperity!"
Wen Jiayue hugged her daughter to her arms and asked helplessly, "You like her that much?"
Zhao Zhao tilted her little head: "Happy..."
"Don't let your father see you if you like it," Wen Jiayue tapped her forehead, "or he'll have to change your name."
Zhao Zhao couldn't understand. She looked at the flowers in her hand, then at her mother, and put the osmanthus flowers on her head without asking.
Wen Jiayue chuckled, lowered her head slightly, and let her place it on the shelf.
"With this osmanthus flower from Miss, Madam looks even more gentle and charming," Cai'er said with a smile.
Wen Jiayue carefully placed the osmanthus flower in her hair and smiled gently.
She happened to be wearing pale yellow today, and the colors complemented each other well.
“Then we really have to thank Zhaozhao,” she kissed her daughter’s cheek. “Our Zhaozhao is the best at matching clothes.”
As if knowing her mother was praising her, Zhao Zhao smiled even more happily.
Wen Jiayue looked at Cai'er and teased, "Why didn't you go see Guard Wu today?"
Cai'er lowered her eyelashes slightly, as if embarrassed.
"The Marquis sent him on a mission, and I haven't seen him for three days."
Wen Jiayue nodded, then suddenly remembered that three days ago, wasn't that the Wen family's affair?
She had refrained from asking for the past few days, worried that appearing too concerned would arouse Shen Fuhan's suspicion.
She naturally didn't know whether Shen Fuhan had sent any guards over.
Hearing Cai'er's words, she felt half relieved.
Shen Fuhan's execution was indeed strong; he agreed the night before and sent someone to do it the next day.
Everything is ready except for the final push; the question now is whether Li Zhilan will actually try to bribe Wen Ruohuan.
She hoped that this would make Shen Fuhan wary, thus avoiding the events of her past life.
If Li Zhilan doesn't make any move... Wen Jiayue plans to lend her a hand.
In short, she had to expedite this process, even though the future was uncertain, at least she wouldn't be in a passive position anymore.
After playing with her daughter for a while, Wen Jiayue prepared to go back to her room to continue checking the accounts.
As soon as she turned around, a maidservant announced, "Madam, the Fourth Master requests an audience."
Wen Jiayue's heart immediately tightened. Could it be that Shen Fuyou had brought that Miss Yan'er again?
She quickly said, "Please come in."
From afar, she spotted the maid behind Shen Fuyou, whose figure was somewhat similar to that of that day, and she couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine.
Shen Fuyou is really bold; he didn't get caught the first time, so he dared to do it a second time.
She tried to maintain a calm expression, avoiding looking at the maid, and invited him into the side hall.
After closing the door, Wen Jiayue frowned and said, "Fourth brother, you're taking too much of a risk."
“It’s alright, sister-in-law,” Shen Fuyou said smugly as she sat down. “I’ve been taking maids with me whenever I go out lately, and I take different ones each time. No one can tell them apart.”
After he finished speaking, he realized something was amiss and stole a glance at Xie Yan standing behind him.
Xie Yan didn't even look at him, turning her face away.
She looked angry, and Shen Fuyou quickly stood up.
He coaxed, "Yan'er, don't be angry. You know those maids were just an excuse. I swear I didn't even glance at them!"
Xie Yan's face immediately turned red, and she secretly pinched him.
"do not talk!"
Shen Fuyou then remembered that there was someone beside him, coughed lightly, and became serious.
"Sister-in-law, I didn't get a chance to introduce you last time, but I've finally caught the opportunity today. Let me formally introduce you. This is Yan'er, her full name is Xie Yan."
He did not introduce Xie Yan's identity, as the term "concubine" is not a respectable term.
Wen Jiayue was well aware of this, so he didn't need to say anything more.
Xie Yan curtsied and said, "Greetings, Madam."
Wen Jiayue then looked at Xie Yan. She was petite with a round face that was fair and rosy, and a beauty mark under her eye. She looked cute and charming.
Perhaps it was because Shen Fuyou had raised her so well, but there was no trace of a beggar in her at all, and her demeanor was graceful and poised, like that of a young lady from a wealthy family.
No wonder Shen Fuyou liked her, and even Wen Jiayue liked her at first sight.
However, her identity remains a mystery, and Wen Jiayue did not get too close to her, only smiling.
"Miss Xie, please have a seat."
Upon hearing this, Xie Yan glanced nervously at Shen Fuyou, as if asking for his opinion.
Shen Fuyou was taken aback: "That's really strange. You've practically been riding on my head in our household, and now you're suddenly asking me?"
Xie Yan blushed even more: "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't do that."
“Don’t pretend in front of my sister-in-law,” Shen Fuyou said smugly. “Your true colors will be exposed sooner or later.”
What was said in jest was taken seriously by the listener. Xie Yan lowered her eyes, biting her lip and remaining silent.
"Are you angry again?" Shen Fuyou pulled out the chair in front of her. "Sit down, my young lady. You're always getting angry."
He complained, but his face showed a look of delight.
Xie Yan sat down and gave him a reproachful look.
Wen Jiayue gazed at them quietly, a hint of envy in her eyes.
She could feel the love flowing between the young man and woman, their unspoken feelings drawing her gaze.
Just as Wen Jiayue was about to speak, Ruyi knocked on the door.
"Madam, the Marquis has returned to the manor."