RPAGF Chapter 148 Jiang also holds a grudge
Chapter 148 Jiang also holds a grudge
Ling Feier was taken away just like that.
When leaving, Mu Lianzhi could clearly see the fear and reluctance in her eyes, but could also clearly feel Ling Yuchi and Jiang's joy, flattery and compliments.
Without even listening carefully, Mu Lianzhi knew that what Jiang had told Ling Feier must have been for her to endure, at least until the New Year or until there was a definite answer to Ling Shaochong's official position.
At this moment, she did not feel the pleasure of revenge, but instead felt an indescribable sadness.
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After that day, Ling Feier never came back.
New Year's Eve came in a blink of an eye. There were no mandatory arrangements in the Marquis' Mansion that night. Customs such as staying up all night, worshiping ancestors, bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new were all performed by the men in the first house. Mu Lianzhi closed the door early and let the maid go free.
After lying in the room for a while and seeing nothing unusual, she wrapped herself in a cloak and slipped away to the next room. Finally, she sat shoulder to shoulder with Beitang Yi until the early morning. They watched fireworks and ate dumplings together, welcoming the first New Year together.
The second and third days of the Chinese New Year are the days to visit relatives and go back to one's parents' home, but Mu Lianzhi still has nowhere to go.
She did not feel sorry for herself. She gave the maids in the courtyard another gift of wedding money. She then invited everyone to make dumplings and cook delicious food together, just as if she was returning home.
After giving instructions to the servants, Mu Lianzhi was wondering what to do next when she heard that Ling Yuyao had returned, carrying two cans of autumn pear paste, so she went to Fudeyuan.
In front of the door, she and Jiang came face to face.
After waiting for her for a while, Mu Lianzhi stepped aside to make way for her. Before either of them could say hello, the sound of the old lady slamming the table could be heard from inside the house:
"That's too much! Where does he put you? Isn't this a slap in the face of our mansion?"
After looking at each other, neither of them said anything, and they walked in one after another at a faster pace.
When I entered the room, I saw Ling Yuyao sitting on a chair next to the old lady, wiping her tears.
It was Chinese New Year's Day, and she was wearing a gray-blue shirt with narrow sleeves and a earthy brown skirt. Not only was the color of the clothes dull, but it was also obviously an old style. She looked lifeless as well, and even her heavy makeup couldn't hide her haggard face. I hadn't seen her for less than half a month, but she looked like she had aged at least five years.
At this time, the old lady held her forehead with her hand, her brows furrowed, and she looked gloomy even on New Year's Day.
With a quick glance from the corner of his eye, Mu Lianzhi followed behind Jiang and greeted the old lady first.
After they exchanged greetings and sat down, Jiang was the first to ask:
"Mother, what happened? No matter what it is, it's New Year's Day and you should be happy that my little sister is back."
Following the trend, Mu Lianzhi also said:
"That's right, sister-in-law. By the way, why didn't I see An An? Didn't she go out to play with her brother-in-law? I even prepared a red envelope for her, and I'm waiting for her to wish me a happy new year."
She made a joke casually, but the atmosphere in the room suddenly became more than ten degrees colder. After looking back and forth, Mu Lianzhi realized something:
"They won't all come?"
"Well, he has friends to entertain today. An An has caught a cold recently and is a little noisy. I was afraid of disturbing my mother's peace, so I didn't bring her..."
Ling Yuyao explained absentmindedly and quickly lowered her head.
There was a moment of silence and depression in the room. The blind man probably knew that something was wrong. At this time, Jiang grumbled in dissatisfaction:
"He didn't even come to my house on the annual 'Wedding Son-in-Law Day'. What does this mean for my brother-in-law? What kind of friend is so important that he doesn't even have time to come and give a gift?"
After a pause, Jiang added in a low voice:
"It can't be a woman, right?"
As soon as she said this, Mu Lianzhi saw that the old lady and Ling Yuyao's faces changed. Neither of them refuted. It must be that Jiang was right. Moreover, she might know something about the inside story.
Looking at the three people again, Mu Lianzhi did not hide his surprise.
After a moment, she pretended to be worried and said:
"Little sister, this can't be true? If he doesn't come today, does he really have some idea?"
It seems that Sang Shu is even more useless than she expected.
Are you not even doing the superficial work so soon?
The old lady was so angry that she slapped her thigh again, and then the two of them talked about what happened in general.
The general meaning is that Sang Shu often sleeps with prostitutes, and recently he has become obsessed with a prostitute in the Qicai Tower. It's as if he is possessed by a ghost. He insists on marrying her and making her his concubine. He has caused chaos in the family because of this, and he even fought with Ling Yuyao, and nothing they can do to reach an agreement.
He used to quarrel as soon as he came home, but now he just stays out all night.
The Sang family didn't care at all. In fact, because the woman was able to come into contact with some officials and get some inside information and good relationships by performing in the brothel, and she also helped the Sang family, now no one stands on her side.
"I backed off again and again. I didn't care what he did outside. I just asked him not to bring her home. I didn't want him to push his luck. He took my dowry and gave it to that woman. If I asked him a question, he would yell at me to get out and divorce me."
"I haven't even entered the house yet and it's like this. If I really let such a vixen in, how can I survive?"
"The most infuriating thing is that he actually asked me to prepare a dowry and to propose marriage in person."
"I said that woman was after his money, but he told me that I didn't understand love, that I was a vulgar person who only cared about money, and that if I didn't give him the money, he would let me go with the money, because he didn't care."
"Mother, what do you think I should do?"
"I heard that he now goes to Qicailou every night with a lot of money, and even hired a boat to take that bitch on a boat trip. It's almost like everyone knows about it. If I accidentally get that bitch pregnant, I won't be able to back down even if I want to."
"I originally wanted to use today to have a good talk with him, but I didn't expect..."
"He's different this time than before."
Ling Yuyao wiped her tears, she was more panicked than ever before, even her mention of Mu Lianzhi was useless.
As she was thinking, she glanced across unconsciously, and happened to meet Mu Lianzhi's eyes. She was so scared that she immediately lowered her head again.
It was a small movement, and Mu Lianzhi noticed something, but she just picked up the teacup and took a sip without saying anything.
"Well, what's the point of crying? She's just a woman."
The old lady took out the handkerchief and handed it to Ling Yuyao, with a look of heartache, anger and ferocity written all over her face:
"It's not good if your eyes get hurt."
How can't we deal with a prostitute who is not presentable enough?
She just didn't believe that the Sang family would offend the entire Marquisate for such a woman.
However, before she could finish her words, Jiang spoke first:
"Little sister, don't blame the sister-in-law for her harsh words. It's just a small matter, is it worth it?"
"The man was just confused for a moment. Since your brother-in-law insisted, and she is already his woman, and there is a big uproar outside, you should take her into the house and settle the matter peacefully. Isn't it normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines?"
"Now, the two families are in turmoil during the New Year, and you have become a target of criticism..."